Story I wrote

The following is an entry from 13-year-old Brandy's MySpace blog.

August 2, 2006

Story I wrote

Current mood: energetic

In the forest which is my soul, there stands many living trees of varying species, sizes, and ages. This forest has no true name, for what name do you give your heart, as these trees are the people I love. They are family, friends, and lovers, and there is some I have never met, but only seen from afar.

When times are dark, or simply when I am alone, I walk through the forest, revisiting trees that are there. I often climb that hill, which is at the center of the forest and scan the forest with a gaze. Across the tree tops, I see many familiar trees, from the old oaks of life long friends to sturdy elm that are my family.

On that day, which I first saw you I had walked the forest slowly and finally climbed that hill. I stood at its peak and turned slowly around, as I have done a hundred times before and would do a hundred times more. The sun was out, as it always is. and the forest was alive with color, and movement.

I saw you there amongst my favorite trees, tall and proud stood a willow. So I stopped and marveled at your presence. This beautiful willow captured me, for I stood there for hours, as the sun was slowly descending. The sun fell behind your branches and a musical wind, which could only be your voice, sang out.

This wind caused your branches to sway slowly and they parted to let the sun pour through. The forest stopped, for my heart had stopped and all thought, what a beautiful smile; pure and full of love. Time froze even if time has no meaning in this place, and I bathed in the light of the newest tree in the forest. The trees around the willow turned to her light, for she was now the true center of the forest.

It has been many days now since your arrival, and I find myself returning more often than usual. For this place is no longer an escape from life, but an extension to my life and to my existence. For this reason, I wish to thank you and I hope you will stay in the forest as long as you are able.

Today, I have returned to the forest, to the hill and to the willow, for I still watch this willow from afar. The willow is an entirely different world, but one day I will have the courage if not the opportunity to meet. On that day, there shall appear a new sun, a new forest and a new soul for ours will merge into one.