Once upon a time, there was a little leaf. The leaf’s name was Timmy. Timmy loved being a leaf. His favorite thing to do was to stargaze. Sometimes the bigger leaves would block his view of the stars, but that was okay. He could still see a little bit of a glimmer. He liked the stars because they were small, like him. The moon scared him a little because it was always changing its shape, so usually he would stare at the stars far away from the moon to help him fall asleep. Timmy wished that he could be a star. He liked being green, but he didn’t like how sometimes the wind would blow right in his face and he would have to cling to his tree for dear life. And he didn’t like getting all wet and cold when it rained. If he were a star, he could hang up there in the sky and shimmer and shine all night long. And maybe he could be one of the stars that wasn’t too close to the moon. That would be nice.
By Isabela Pap ’24, Creative Writing Editor
