The high school surrealism had become my reality. It crept up on me at such a pace I hardly noticed it, first a few trees, and some orange fencing. When July arrived and the school year had culminated, that's when the hell began. I remember the day quite well; the leaves and flowers were in full bloom now, an

By October the colors of fall were in full bloom, the ravishing reds, brilliant oranges, and browns dotted the country-side like a beautiful painting. Each day became colder and shorter, and I knew my days were numbered. I shivered in the crisp fall breeze. I watched my companions fall one by one to the ground. The sound of the trunks hitting the ground made my roots shake.

By September a new roadway was constructed behind one of the buildings. My compulsive worrying had ceased. I now stare, in a state of depression at the newly constructed building and remember my friends who had rooted themselves there. The heat of the August days had faded in to cold mornings and afternoons where the sun's warmth tried to make it a last harra of summer. The nights became cooler and the days held a brilliance I had never before seen. The blue sky was never so blue. Half way through the fall, the changes became apparent. The construction men wore rancid smelling clothes and were constantly eating rather than working. The sounds of the heavy machine and the clatter of concrete and sheet metal had begun to fit into my life.

d the lushness of the leaves made it hard to catch a glimpse of the school building in the distance. The sweet smell of honeysuckle filled the air an

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Approximate Pages = 3 (250 words per page double spaced)