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The Last Leaf

—-Every morning (just about) Anna asks me for a writing prompt. I give her whatever random thought occurs to me, and she writes it. It’s my favorite game and one of my biggest joys, seeing my big girls grow and think and write. Today’s prompt was “a tree losing its leaves”.—-

The Last Leaf
by Anna (11)

All the branches around me were bare. I was the last leaf.

Many said that it was an honor to be the last one to fall. But really, it was just lonely. And quiet. Very quiet. No rustling, no chattering. Just silence.

A strong breeze hit me. I could feel my stem weakening. Pop. I was carried away a few feet. Then I floated down to my friends.







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