Wednesday, May 4, 2011

The Blade of Grass





this is a book cover that is based on a story that I wrote last year in creative writing.

It happened one night while I was walking through the forest. The soft soil beneath my feet was cold, but refreshing. several yards from my colony I thought, "The sun will be coming up soon; maybe I'll climb a tree and watch the sun rise." I picked out the nearest tree and began to climb it. "He-he-he." I heard a voice silently giggle. I looked around. Left, right, up down...nothing there. "Hm. It must be my imagination," I thought. Then I began to clim again.
"Ha-ha-ha! Stop it! You're tickling me!" The tree shook violently, and I fell to the ground. "Oh! I'm sorry! I guess you tickled me so much I dropped you. are you hurt, my good fellow?"
I stared at the tree for a few seconds and said, "Yes, I am fine, I am fine." Then I stared for a few more seconds then cried out, "HOLY CRAP! IT'S A TALKING TREE!"
"Excuse me?" the tree said. "I am not a tree. I am a blade of grass."
"No, you're a tree."
"My good fellow, that way up there is a tree," it said pointing it's tip to the strange feathery thing above us. "I am simply a small blade of grass."
I was so confused, and all this time I believed that this "blade of grass" was always called a tree. Nobody in the colony would believe this if I told them about it. I wanted to turn around and leave this nonsense behind me but something inside me told me to stay a while longer. So I stayed and chatted with the blade of grass, it even let me climb it so that I could gaze up at the stars and the large quarter swiss cheese in the sky.
Soon the first rays of light shown in the distance and a fellow member of my colony walked up to me, "Hey, who are you talking to?" I blinked and found myself standing in the soft soil again and covered in dew. Turning to my friend I said, "I think I just talked to a blade of grass." He chuckled and said, "I think you've been drinking that contaminated water again." And he walked me back to the colony.
Meanwhile, the blade of grass perked up, "HOLY CRAP! THAT WAS A TALKING ANT!"

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