Breathing in the night air!................... ....I looked across the canal..it was filled with rocks,algea, and sticks from, old.... ...dead... ....broken... ,...trees.... Everyone was flirting with someone......... swinging on the rope..............or just sitting talking on the branches of the majestic trees...............me on the other hand..... .....I was thinking..... ..... I looked up into the tree... ..it was like a piece of art..........the branches were twisted and demented..... . ....I loved watching the breeze sway the branches...making them lean to and fro..... ...Growing up sucks...I remember when I used to sit up in my treehouse..pretending to be a beautiful princess.... .......the ruler of the tree...... I was so carefree in my childhood days.....the only times when I got sad... ..was when my daddy made me come inside........... .....Nothing bad....could ever have made me feel.. .blue...... .....down..... ...depressed... ..sad... ..angry.. ..I was obliviouse to everything that was going on around me ....I was in my own world....... ....my own kingdom.... Rain!............. .........I love the rain... .I remember feeling it pouring down............touching my skin. .making me get goose bumps.... .....I used to sit up in that tree for hours as the rain trickled down... ......I used to think that I could hear the tree talking to me...... .....whispering...... .....things that only I could hear.... ......the tree was shelter...my kingdom......and my friend.......... I miss it!!