Life Cycle

Day Three - I was cut down for this?

I guess sometime last night I was shipped out. I ended up lying in a totally new environment surrounded by what seemed like millions of other products. Earlier today I was picked up by a young girl and her mother. I didn't really know what i'd be used for but I was interested to find out. I wish I hadn't said that though, because before I knew it my packaging was ripped on and immediately a hard red crayon slide across my face. I guess the girl messed up and didn't need me anymore because I was then thrown to the ground never to be used again. I became really depressed. I couldn't believe that I was cut down for that. To me it was completely ridiculous. Anyways, I was then thrown into a recycling bin which eventually brought me to a huge waste site. I was mixed with other paper to be recycled and ended up lying in a giant landfill for a long time. 

Day Two - Where Am I?

This morning I was awoken by another yellow-hatted worker shoving me into a de-barking machine. Without any emotion the man just slid me in there, leaving me fully exposed. I felt embarrassed. After all, whats a tree without it's bark? Anyways, if you think that is bad than be prepared. My day gets worse as the day goes on. After taking my bark off I was put onto a belt that moved me across the factory along with other trees. The belt brought me to a wood chipper. The wood chipper is a machine that has extremely sharp blades, blades so sharp it was able to completely chop me up into millions of pieces within seconds. It's really amazing how fast and careless people are able to completely destroy something. Especially since for all my life I've done nothing but help out these people that are now killing me. After the chipper I was sent into a washer then I was bleached white. I was then beaten and flattened out into a nice white sheet of paper. I was a huge sheet though, just when I thought all the trauma was over I was sent into a slicer where I was sliced open all over. I was now in a bunch of different pieces. Like I said the day got worse as it went on, I was then put into plastic packaging where I pretty much suffocated. I don't remember much after that, I just went to sleep.

Day One - Home Sweet Home.

It's so relaxing being a tree. Everyday, I just sit here listen to the birds chirp and watch the animals play. Well, that's how it used to be at least. Recently, a lot of my friends have been disappearing. These obnoxious yellow-hatted woodcutters have been knocking them down with giant noisy machinery. Day after day, hour by hour that seems to be all I think about. It really makes me wonder the reason behind all this nonsense. I've never really heard of such things happening. All I really know is that I'm scared. I don't want to leave, this is my home -----


Edit: 9:56PM
Sorry about being cut off earlier today, I guess today was the day for me to get knocked down. I cannot recall what exactly happened, but I do remember suddenly falling over. I guess it was my time to go. My heads not really all together right now and i'm not exactly sure what to think.