
"Hey friend what are you doing here?”
“Get down from my tree house its too dangerous for you to be here”, my friend looks at me and says” well you’re here too”, I reply to my friend trying my best to convince her,” I built this tree house and spent what has passed from my life in it knowing all of its flaws and booby traps”,
And then I got so curious to know what’s wrong with her, for her to be here,you see you dont know my tree house its such an ugly place ontop of this high tree with a lot of its steps missing,and its very deserted that even birds will refuse to nest in it, and its a place where the only thing you get from the sky, is its burning sun, the only thing you get from the earth is its gravity followed by a hard fall,
So I finally get the courage to ask, “what’s with the black outfit and dull attitude?! “And my friend replies with a wry smile and says “I’ve always thought of black as my color it looks good on me right?”
I told her “why r you carrying all of this baggage around with you?” and she turns around and says “what baggage?!” Thinking that I must have lost my mind, I asked “why are your words coming out of your head and not heart and how come I see the reflection of oceans though we’re in the middle of a desert?! “
she tries to change the subject and talks about little stuff, you should of seen her, she looked like a giant hiding behind a tiny tree, anyway I couldn’t help but interrupt and say “do you take me for an insensitive fool??!!, Do you actually think that I would be in a middle of a storm and not feel, see or hear the rain, or even see the lightening or hear the thunder?! Or that i wont be able to feel the wind storming at my face and pushing me away?! Did you think that I wouldn’t realize the absence of the sun or miss its warmth?!
What do you take me for?
Blind? Well if so I can hear,
Deaf? If so then I can feel,
Insensitive? Well… I guess…, I guess I am an insensitive fool then at least in your eyes, i.e. equal to any other human being walking on this planet, and not worthy of the word friend.
Anyway please go now and never come back, its almost dark and you wont know your way back home, go down , my hopes were on you to get me out of here or call for some help,
So go and leave all your baggage here where they’re suppose to be, and get down, trees aren’t for human anyway, and don’t worry I’ll follow you one day and we’ll meet on solid ground by Gods will”