I came down the street in the early morning,
looking around was a small tree.
It was lovely but creepy.
I walked closer to that small tree,
there was just trunks
no leaves.
I told other people I saw that small tree,
People said I was insane,
they said they see no tree.
I turned around,
the tree was gone,
I thought I might be wrong.
I walked down the street the other day,
I saw that small tree,
but this time there is trunks and leaves
A girl walked to me from that small tree,
She said ‘Hi’ to me,
She said she wanted to be my friend with my
because she could also see the small tree.
We became friends after that
And this became my secret dream.
--Susan Zhao