Personal Narrative: My Dream Of A Great Tree

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It was sunrise, I was apprehensively sitting in the stunning Skyland. There I was along with my husband; head of the Indian tribe, a breath-taking tree, and a new beginning inside of me. When you looked out in the distance below Skyland, it was calm, only water and its birds and animals for miles on end. No one knew how far the water went and if there were other humans out there. The tree upon the Skyland was magical, exotic fruits and aromatic flowers came out and into the land. I had a dream which I could not keep to myself, a dream where this marvelous tree became uprooted. I soon told my husband who was just as dazed as I was. Once he heard, he said “I am sad that you had this dream. It is clearly a dream of great power and, as is our way, when one has such a powerful dream we must do all that we can to make it true. The Great Tree must be uprooted.” My husband did not waste any time. He had already called the young men together before I could say anything. I sat and watched them struggle to pull the ever so deep tree’s roots up. I felt horrific, it was because of my dream the tree had to be uprooted. The tree’s roots were too impenetrable and anfractuous in the ground to be dug up. Everyone pulled with all their might, but the tree would not dislodge. My husband then went to the tree, grasping on tightly with both arms, he …show more content…

As I was tumbling below my home, I saw the animals getting nearer. They herd me screaming and all looked up just as frightened as me. Out of nowhere two swans swooped in and saved me from falling with their wide feathered wings acting as a landing pad. The animals started scattering around and creating sound. It looked as if they were communicating with one another. I was petrified because I have never been this near to anything or anyone below the Skyland. I tried to stay positive thinking to myself, maybe they are trying to help

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