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The Last Seed

Once upon a time in a
big, peaceful park there were trees of all types. There were big trees and
small trees, maples and oaks, wide trees and thin trees, and so many more types
of trees in the park. In the park there also were animals of all shapes and
sizes. There were deer, rabbits, frogs, birds, squirrels, chipmunks, and other
amazing animals. People came to the park with or without their pets. All types
of people came of any age. They sometimes came with dogs, cats, horses, donkeys
or any other animal that could go on a leash, in a bag, without a leash, or be
ridden.

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There was a family that came almost every day. This
family had a mom, dad, and one seven-year old daughter named Lea. Lea loved
nature and especially loved the big, wide, maple trees. Today this family came to the park for the
fifth time this week. “Mom can I go see the maple trees?” asked Lea hopefully.
“Yes as always Lea,” said the mom in return to Lea’s question. So Lea ran to
her favorite spot in the park, the maple tree spot. When Lea got there she
gasped at the amazing sight she saw. A gentle breeze blew the orange and
golden-colored leaves like thousands of lanterns gleaming in the light of fall.
The branches swayed like graceful hula dancers. That is not the only thing she
saw, she also saw three blue birds sitting in the tree singing and she saw a
mother deer and her fawn. The blue birds were as blue as the sky and made a
melody so sweet that you wish you had to never leave. The mother deer and her
fawn were a rich brown color and they both had faded white spots on them. Then,
the birds stopped singing and picked seeds off of an adult maple tree which
made the seeds fly down to the grown like tiny helicopters. Then the birds flew
off of the tree and ate the seeds off the ground. The two deer picked off seeds
from the lower branches and ate some.

submitted by Ashlee G., age 12, Washington
(August 22, 2013 - 9:34 pm)

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I was wondering if anyone is seeing anything that is not part of my story. I am seeing things like style definitions. Is there a way to take that out?

submitted by Ashlee G., age 12, Washington
(August 23, 2013 - 11:48 am)

Here is the next part of my story:

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Lea then thought that
she wanted to keep one seed for herself to plant in her yard before the animals
ate them all. But right when Lea was about to go near the animals and find a
seed, she heard a voice in the park. “So Ralph, which trees are we supposed to
cut down for the park owner?” asked the voice. “All of the maples. The park
owner wants them gone so he can put a playground there,” replied the person
named Ralph. Lea was mad that the two people were going to cut down her
favorite trees. Her favorite maple tree was the medium one that the animals
were eating from. It had the most wonderful leaves and it had lots of seeds and
was in the middle of all the maples. Then, the two people came into the area
where Lea stood thinking. “Sorry little girl but this maple tree area is closed
for a while because we are cutting down the maples to build a playground for
kids like you to play on,” said Ralph as nicely as possible. “I do not want a
playground at this walking park! These maple trees are my favorite! And the
animals like the seeds from the maple trees. This is their home too you know,”
said Lea madly. “Hello little girl, I am Stan and the person that just talked
to you is Ralph. We are the park owner’s workers and we are supposed to cut
down these maples here. And the animals will have to go too. But I bet the park
owner Mr. John will want us to plant new, young trees somewhere else in this
park little girl,” said Stan. “But then we will have to wait years before they
are like these strong, big, wonderful trees, but I guess I will go,” said Lea
sadly. So Lea went back onto the path
and walked away from the trees she knew she could not save. Then she saw her
parents looking at the big pines and she told them the whole story about the
maples. Her parents were also sad but said “I know it is sad to see the maples
go but it is Mr. John’s park and we should go.” So the family went down the
gray stone path back to their blue car. Later that day Lea read about maple
trees in a book she had. As the time passed she wondered if Mr. John would
plant some more trees.

submitted by Ashlee G., age 12, Washington
(August 23, 2013 - 11:51 am)

I enjoyed reading this story :)

submitted by Rose bud
(July 26, 2015 - 5:52 pm)

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