| When I walk through a forest, I normally expect to see a wide variety of trees in a very scattered pattern, if there even is a pattern to it all. |
| Yet, when I entered a forest the other day, the trees all looked the same. They were all exactly about 5 feet apart, in perfectly straight lines. |
| Despite this disturbing factor blaring in my face, I continued on my way through the abnormal forest. |
| The forest contained no animal life, no insects, nothing but trees and mossy dirt. As I walked along, I could swear the trees were bending towards me. |
| I felt a tap on my shoulder, so I whipped around and assumed my "back-off-I-know-kung-fu" stance. Yet nothing was there. Nothing but trees. So many trees... arranged like soldiers ready for war... perfect lines... perfect forest... perfectly normal |
| "Biiiaaannncccaaa..." they called to me. I heard their whispers, full of greed and evil plans. "We are sooo hungry" they whispered with a haunting echo. "It has been so long since we have been fed... oh so long..." |
| I suddenly felt peaceful, and extremely exhausted. I collapsed onto the mossy dirt in the abnormal forest. The trees closed in on me and all was soundless except for the sound of satiated stomachs being tended to... |
| Beware the Perfect Forest... It's not as perfect as you think |
| Bianca 2001 (c) |