On one night the trees woke up and danced.
It was the early hours of the morning and I was still sound asleep.
Drumming music got louder and louder.
I woke up. What was it? I had to find out. I got out of bed and followed the music. It got louder and louder.
In the woods I saw trees swaying but not to the wind. There was no wind that night. I was scared but had to watch. I hid and noticed the trees were dancing to music. They were happy, swaying with freedom.
Branches stretching out into the night. As the sun rose they stopped and became normal, still. I felt sorry , the trees looked sad, unable to move, almost in prisoned in a frozen state.
When were they to dance again?
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