The Apple Girl

the apple girl

I always remembered a big tall tree
that the height was like a 10 floor building
it was an apple tree, and it nurtured so many sweet apples
one day, i happened to come over the tree and i heard a girl crying
there was a girl on that top of the tallest tree on earth
I was trying to look above but the sunlight hurted my eyes
then i dodged my eyes

“Come on down!” I shouted but the girl kept crying.
“I’ll go for a help,” I yelled and i ran to seek someone to help her climbing down the tree.

when i got back with someone, the girl dissapeared.
And then I went to a small stall of cold juice down town
Then i met a young kid that asked me if I were approaching the tree

and he told me the story about the apple girl
that was so lonely, she was so nice and kind
but she didnt have someone to love her so she climbed up
the tallest tree with hope there’d be a man that would be
brave enough to climb all the way to tree to pick her up
and say ‘i love you’

she waited for years and years
but no one came to climb up
there were some men approaching the tree
but they only came to take the fruits fallen from the tree and went away

the girl cried all the time, wishing to God
to send her, a good soulmate as she had been longing

and God finnaly granted her wish
so He sent a man to the tree
the man saw the girl and was falling in love at the first sight
and there he climbed up the tree, but he fell
he shouted, “I love you! i’ll get you down here!’
he tried again and climbed harder as his hands were grazed by the tree
his head was slippered with sweat as he tried real hard to get the girl
there he climbed again and again
and his body was fully covered by sweat
he was so tired but he had not reach the branch yet
he was unaware that his hands were sweaty and the tree he climbed
became slippery
he fell down so hard
and his head crashed the stone
he died

and the girl always cried over night
till she died

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(inspired by: Karen Marie White)

> ——————Girls————–
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> ———–are like apples——
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> ——-on trees. The best ones—–
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> —–are at the top of the tree.—–
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> —The boys dont want to reach—
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> –for the good ones because they–
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> -r afraid of falling and getting hurt.-
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> -Instead, they get the rotten apples-
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> from the ground that arent as good,
>
> but easy. So the apples up top think
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> something wrong w/ them when in
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> -reality they’re amazing. They just–
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> —have to wait for the right boy to
>
> —- come along, the one who’s-
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> ———– brave enough to—–
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> —————climb all———
>
> —————the way——–
>
> ————–to the top——–
>
> ————-of the tree.——–