Huckleberry-Personal Narrative Essay

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Pushing aside the veil, a serene, dainty clearing holding a plaintive tree looms ahead. Encompassing the woodland surrounding it, crisp, sun-kissed air and numerous vivid, colorful trees brought the feeling of autumn. Its amber, leafy arms arch, extending upward, begging for help in a world cold to its desperation. The vermilion crown clasped varied carmine berries within its grasp, some decaying others fresh and fuzzy. Wind glides through the clearing, causing the berries to quiver; they stumble towards the ground, disheartened, and unwilling to continue any longer. The tree feels the same as the berries. Branches intermingle fabricating an unyielding shelter to the candid animals. The trunk, withered and wistful, arches with the pressure

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