A Fall Story: Leaves (Similar to the tale of the Moth and The Butterfly.)

Let us begin, in the beginning, shall we?:

Here is a tale of 2 leaves, the first leaf was a bright, beautiful, deep red, he is proud of his color and shows off to all the other green, yellow and orange leaves, the all flutter in applause (For of course, leaves can not clap, so they flap.)and the first leaf (We'll call him Red.) was very popular in all of there pile,he would make his way to the top of the pile and would shout "I'm the prettiest leaf in all the forest! No one is as bright as I!" And this was true, for all of the other "red leaves" were more of a faded red, not a deep red like Red, so the others looked up to him.


Below where all the old leaves live, in the slums, lived an old brown leaf that had fallen before all the rest.

He wanted to see what it was like to be on the top. So, slowly,he got up and started to climb. it took him days! 7 at the most, (for, we do not know when leaves live and when they sleep.)

And this is where I stop. Bye!