(Author Notes: Hey guys, I am an author who just recently got interested in writing web novels. It really was a new experience in my life. At first it was really cringey writing a story, but after writing for a few seconds I seriously enjoyed it.
Right now this is my first web novel I ever wrote, it's a very short story because I wanted to test out if I was interested in writing. So please give me some feedback and review.
Also I am extremely sorry about my terrible grammar. I am still a high schooler who is very terrible at English -especially grammar- I am looking forward to improving while writing. Thanks.)
The Start of My Tree Life
I'm a tree
Yes, it's exactly what you think of "a literal tree." A sturdy trunk as my body, some branches filled with green leaves.
Now I am not going to say what type of tree I am, because we don't discriminate here... Totally not because I don't know what type I am.
Well let me explain how I got here. First off I am a human not a literal tree. I was taking a lecture from my professor, let me tell you that professor should just retire. He looks around 80 years old. Also the fact that he is carrying a heavy textbook, backpack, and laptop.
I started to feel that he is going to hurt himself, also the fact that I can’t barely hear him talk.
***
The lecture is finally over, I was about to run home and lay down on my bed, and watch some anime. As I rush out of my class, running down the street. Then a tree fell, I have absolutely no idea why it happened. And boom I’m down, blood started dripping down as I fell to the ground, my consciousness slowly started to disappear.
And KABOOM! Here I am as a tree. Seriously did I get a curse or something? I complained to myself.
God! seriously you could’ve reincarnated into something else that can ACTUALLY MOVE!
I suddenly remember something super important. Today is the release of a new episode of the anime I watch
GODDAMNIT how could I have missed it.
Well no more complaining, first let's figure out where I am. Hmmmm I see a bunch of trees that look like me, filled with thick bushes, vine hanging down from some tree. Basically…
I am in a forest! Heh heh heh… I am such a genius
Since I am a tree now I suddenly wonder do trees communicate, Well let's talk to my tree relatives to experiment
Hello guys how are you? Oh I am sure you guys are doing great.
“...”
Oh wait I forgot trees don’t have mouths they can’t communicate.
A long silent went on, bird chirp, river flowing down the stream, leaves and bushes rustled, and sunlight passing through leaves. Man I am bored as heck.
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Then a bird flew near me, it looked like a Woodpecker. Oh well I am just going to assume it is a Woodpecker. The wings is black in color, the body is white, and a very straight, hard and chisel-like beak. Also the disturbing fact that it has two small horns on the head. The Woodpecker flew to me and started pecking my tree trunk.
Ow ow stop it you stupid bird! The Woodpecker continues pecking my tree trunk without a care in the world.
Welp to bad I don’t have food in my body, but still ow ow ow STOP! The woodpecker looked disappointed spit on me and left
Oi you stupid lowly bird! Get your disgusting saliva out of my handsome trunk.
COME BACK HERE! The woodpecker left without a trace
Man! Birds these days sure are rude.
***
Sigh~ man I’m bored, what can I do as a tree. At this point I am going to be bored to death. Also how long do trees live? As I continued grumbling inside myself, suddenly there was a sound rustling in the bushes.
Wha-wha-what’s that sound? It's not like I am afraid of monsters or ghosts or anything! Cold sweat started to appear. I stared very intensely at the bushes, as if my eyes could pop out. Oh wait I don’t have an eye, but how can I see. You know what, just scratch that fact.
Then it appeared I freaked out, IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST BEGONE BEGONE!
A middle age man appeared “Now I need to find some quality wood that can help me construct a stable home”
I stare at the middle aged man and sigh a huge relief. He was wearing a regular white t-shirt, black shorts, his body is very muscular and he was taller than your average adult.
Phew he's just a human no need to be scared. I continue to observe him for a little bit, and I notice something he was holding a giant axe. It is almost the size of a middle school kid.
My sixth sense is telling me that this man is dangerous. Why? Because he is holding an AXE, A BIG ONE IN FACT. The man started looking around the tree and started cutti-
AHHHH he is cutting my relatives. Mur-Murderer HELP!
Many trees have fallen victim to this monstrous man.
Don’t worry my, kind of blood related relative, wait do trees even have blood, well whatever . I will avenge you, just you wait. For now may you rest in peace.
The man started to walk over the logs that had fallen to the ground. He now stands right in front of me. Cold sweats began pouring down and anxiety starting to envelope me.
“This tree looks pretty damn strong. Alright I have decided this as my last today.”
WAHHH me?! No not now I have to continue my revenge story, and the start of me getting overpower from my vengeance. And building myself a harem of beautiful girls.
He started to lift up his giant axe and swung to my trunk. The damage he dealt took one-fourth of my trunk away
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE STOP THIS MAN AHHHHHHHHHHH.
He continues to swing his axe brutally down my trunk.
STOPPP tre-trees are living bein-beings as well, so STOP. I’m sorry, but I don’t know why I am sorry. Oh dear Jesus please grant your divine protection towards this lowly tree.
The middle aged man took his last swing to slash at me. My upper trunk has started to fall off. And here was my last word
From here on I will become atheist. My lord had betrayed me. Also F**K YOU MAN.
***
I woke up, “I-is this heaven?”
“No, sir this is the hospital.” The nurse replied.
“Oh”
The doctor came in and talked with the nurse. And then he came over to me and began asking a series, “Do you feel anything weird? Can you see what's around you? Do you feel like losing certain parts of your memories?”
I feel pretty normal, nothing unusual was basically my summary to the doctors question.
I asked a question, “May I go outside and move around my body?”
“Sure since your body isn’t in any major issue”
I went outside breathing some fresh air. Man it feels good to be able to move.
“Was all of that experience just a dream?”
“No, it couldn’t be everything felt so real, especially the pain I have experienced.” replying to my own question.
I walked up near a tree, and put my hands on its trunk.
“My fellow relatives, I-I never knew that living as a tree would be so painful.” I covered my mouth, as tears started dripping out.
I said with my proud look, “Don’t worry, I will protect you guys to the best of my abilities.”
People around me started murmuring. As if they just discovered some men with mental issues.
“Hey is this guy mentally ill?”
“Poor young man being mentally ill at this age.” Tears flow from the elderly eye.
The same doctor who came up to check up on me before was also there, “Maybe he is not okay.” He began to write notes on his clipboard.
And from that day on I started creating an organization that focuses on protecting trees, and donating large amounts of money on protecting and planting trees. I was known as “Mentally ill Patient Became The Guardian of the Trees”