The tree of life

 She held hope in her outstretched hands. Kneeling gently on the ground, she prepared herself for what she knew she must do. The cool water trickled through her muddy fingers, and the soft, black earth felt comfortingly warm on her palms.

Planting the tree of life would mean a new beginning. The opportunities were endless…

Feeling the excitement course through her quivering body, she lowered the tree of life into the small hole she had prepared. It was time. After 1 month the tree was 4x its original height. Since it has gotten bigger it has blocked the little stream right off, but tonight it was very stormy so the stream was rushing faster than usual. So it went right over the roots on the tree and back onto its normal path but the normal path was full of dead leaves from the powerful winds the winds were so powerful that all the leaves from the tree blew off. And the roots from the tree were getting so much water that the tree was beginning to slowly die off. And the worst thing about it was that if it died everyone else would die so heaps of people were blocking the stream off so they could maybe save the tree. sadly people were losing hope in the tree but they kept on trying and trying for weeks and finally, the tree started to become healthy again but they knew it would take about a fortnight to be completely healthy again. 2 weeks later. The tree was back to normal with the little stream going slow again. In fact, the tree was healthier than ever so good people will be able to breathe for hundreds of years if the dam doesn't break and people look after it. And maybe just maybe there will be more trees by then.