The Money Tree


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7:53pm Jan 29 2012 (last edited on 7:54pm Jan 29 2012)

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   Up on the tallest mountain of Relcore, lived a young but greedy woman named Elise. She would make a big deal out of everything, every chance she gets. When she couldn't find her slippers for one brief second, she goes and kick down one of the baby trees. She would pretend that she knew how to do everything. But one day, it all changed.

   Elise shuts the door behind her smoothing her dress. She lets out a moan. It was a a sunny day, possibly too sunny to her liking. Elise stands up strait and pulls out a very small pink umbrella and holds it up. Elise lets out a snort and continues. A slight wind blows and sets Elise's umbrella go flying. Elise's scream seems to echo through the green forest shes about to go in.

   Elise stomps up to the biggest tree she sees and sits underneath it. The view from there was truly beautiful. Birds are chirping, the sun gleams through the leafs of the tree like a piece of art, and the grass was perfect. But there sat Elise, with a angry look on her face. She gets up and kicks the tree hard. The tree slightly shook and small pieces of gold pieces fall out. Elise looks up at the leafs confused and kicks it hard again. More comes out. Elise smirks.

   Running back and forth Elise gets her bucket and fills it with gold pieces then returns for more with another bucket. That is what she would do. After awhile, Elise goes to the shops and buys everything she thinks seems good. By the end of the day Elise was money-less and tired. She goes to sleep mindlessly.

   The next day Elise finds herself panicking. She can't find the money tree she had shaken the past day. She runs back to the tree with the damp bucket she finds. The money tree was gone, along with Elise's money. Elise goes back and searches for the scarf she had bought the last day. There it was, lying on Elise's neat bed.

   Elise thought about it all the time. Could it just of been a dream? But what about the scarf? Either way, Elise never complains again about what she doesn't have.

  
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