Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Day 3: So I just arrived to my final destination. They're going to make me into paper now. After I am made they are going to ship me out to paper companies that are eventually going to distribute me to companies that will turn me into money, printing, books, or checks. After I'm used I'm going to be recycled which could be continued up to four times. After I am recycled the process will start over again and more of my kind will be destroyed.
Day 2: Yesterday was crazy and today isn't any better. I know what they're going to do to me. I think they put me in the back of a truck. It's too dark to tell but I'm pretty sure they're bringing me to a factory where I'm going to be manufactured into paper! Oh no please.. I don't want this to happen to me! My life is going to be over so soon!
Day 1:
The morning sun shines on my leaves, filling me up with energy. The birds are chirping and resting on my branches when all of a sudden they frantically scatter away into the distance. It's very unusual and I know something must be going wrong. Out of nowhere my trunk started to ache, and I realized I was being cut down and they were going to turn me into paper!! HELP
The morning sun shines on my leaves, filling me up with energy. The birds are chirping and resting on my branches when all of a sudden they frantically scatter away into the distance. It's very unusual and I know something must be going wrong. Out of nowhere my trunk started to ache, and I realized I was being cut down and they were going to turn me into paper!! HELP
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