Hanging from the leaves, so quietly. People pass by us all the time but we are just an extra part of people’s lives. I just hang there, slightly swaying in the breeze. Yet my friends and I make the most beautiful lush green trees. I start out small, like all the others, but then grow all big green and delicate.
But then the autumn came, the time we all wait for our whole lives. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. First one of my friend from the higher branches turned brown and withered up and then flew into the sky as the wind blew and landed softly in the grass. We all were amazed. After him many others left the same way, but my turn never came. And then suddenly I noticed a corner turning brown. and then before I knew it I was like the others; brown, withered and crumpled up. Now all what was left was for the wind to blow and I fly away to discover the mysterious world. I felt cozy and my body was even more delicate. I felt myself loosening from the branches and with a sudden gush of wind I blew away.
I first fell to the ground with some of the others. Then once another strong, windy day came and then we flew with the wind. I felt like laughing and crying at the same time. We flew over the seas and mountains. We travelled to the wonders of the world before finally settling down on the hard pavement on which we would twist and crackle under people’s feet.
This would be our graveyard.
My Odyssey 