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was now just a little more focused than before—almost as though she'd found something. Something she could take some pride in, although she didn't want to know about it.
That's a nice thought, she said. I know what I wanted.
That just didn't do it for her, though. She knew exactly what she was looking for—someone who would take her seriously enough to accept her, someone with more than she might otherwise think was a little bit weird.
Then there was the question of who she'd seen. The truth was that she hadn't noticed anything. Not until she'd started seeing things again.
It was kind of eerie, as though the entire town of Toot was suddenly there, and she was watching as if nothing were bothering her to begin with. It felt like she was watching a movie, though in reality there was more to it.
When she'd walked past a lot of buildings that weren't visible to anyone, it had been a bit odd. They were so close to each other, they could be seen as though they were walking across them. Maybe she could be there when they came out to greet her? When they were all coming together? Maybe she could see them again later, though the question was what she'd been following since she'd been there.
She wondered when she finally walked through the woods, though most of it was still dark. Not the trees. The big one or the one that looked a little like a tree—but it had dark green leaves instead of the typical green leaves of a tree. The big tree had green leaves—a little green that she saw in the forest outside, but it seemed to be covered with more of a mist than any other thing she'd ever seen or seen since her first trip to the woods.
Was it just an imagination, she wondered? If there was a large tree with green leaves behind it, she wondered how the green inside would be colored the colors on the outside. Then she wondered how the plant and animal inside would react to that. What color would the leaves be? Was that where it all worked?
She'd thought about it a long time. That question had come to her. What color was the green—it's something they don't see, she thought to herself, and she wondered how the green inside the plant and animal would react if she ever came into contact with it.
She went through the woods and took in those parts which weren't there, though for some reason it wasn't all clear. Her vision was still foggy, though it was slowly fading as she walked into the forest. In the last ten minutes or so, though, she'd noticed things—a few things at first, like the little animals and plants in the darkness. That's how they would grow. That was why plants didn't grow in the first place. That was the natural way animals evolved—they were designed to get and store food and protect others from harm.
She'd gone past some trees and watched them grow, too, though sometimes she would think she was looking at something or another. It seemed strange. What was that green thing there, if not a thing which grew inside the plant? Then maybe that green thing would have a big plant inside it?
That didn't seem like something she would remember. She had gotten her first impression of plants during a trip to the forest on the day that her friend had died. She had thought it was a big plant but couldn't remember why. She hadn't really thought about what it was, at least. Maybe she should keep a journal and write down everything she'd seen. Like she'd done on other days.
But she was there, and she didn't think she was making any big mistakes. Maybe when she came back she would. But that was probably a long way off.
She started looking at things in the morning—she wanted to see something, though her eyes seemed to be looking directly at the trees and not the waterfalls. There was an old lady who lived in a hut just outside of town. She didn't seem to know anything about plants and she only waved to her people when she came within five feet of them. She kept some plants where they'd been planted on them, and she had a big plant behind her house—a little green tree, but that was probably too small to be an actual plant. She didn't have anything to speak of—she hadn't had much to tell other than the fact that there must be plants all over the place.
She wondered if there was any way to tell the plants apart. Maybe her mom would know. But then what if she was going to grow up and then grow old? She would be really happy if she could help her family grow plants.
She didn't even realize it when she walked into the town again. People were building houses, they were moving away from the fields to try and put trees
That didn't seem like something she would remember. She had gotten her first impression of plants during a trip to the forest on the day that her friend had died. She had thought it was a big plant but couldn't remember why. She hadn't really thought about what it was, at least. Maybe she should keep a journal and write down everything she'd seen. Like she'd done on other days.
But she was there, and she didn't think she was making any big mistakes. Maybe when she came back she would. But that was probably a long way off.
She started looking at things in the morning—she wanted to see something, though her eyes seemed to be looking directly at the trees and not the waterfalls. There was an old lady who lived in a hut just outside of town. She didn't seem to know anything about plants and she only waved to her people when she came within five feet of them. She kept some plants where they'd been planted on them, and she had a big plant behind her house—a little green tree, but that was probably too small to be an actual plant. She didn't have anything to speak of—she hadn't had much to tell other than the fact that there must be plants all over the place.
She wondered if there was any way to tell the plants apart. Maybe her mom would know. But then what if she was going to grow up and then grow old? She would be really happy if she could help her family grow plants.
She didn't even realize it when she walked into the town again.
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