For a year and a day on his route home the kid kicked the tree on the corner at the top of the hill he could not say why but he could not break the habit, he then year after he started had his best friend do the same.
Day after the year he and his friend walked past the tree drinking coke he without think chucked his can over his head hearing it hit the tree he laughed.
A few steps forward wondering what his mum had cooked him for dinner his friend had stopped to do his hair. He had to duck it was a natural reaction getting out way of his friends body which was still flying through the air watching his friends body slap into the ground arms breaking face now blooded.
Looking back over his shoulder and getting a face full of grass and mud for his trouble his jaw dropped as the tree was now brushing its truck down with its branches like you would your trousers.
The tree looked at him without eyes but that what it was doing he screamed the tree shuffled forward, he ran other people and kids screamed or stood still but the tree needed room to move forward so they found themselves flying through the air landing in hedges windows and cars, he ran.
Turning a corner fast he assumed he had lost the tree but heard wood move like a old door the tree turned the corner so he kept running but was slowing down energy departing, a cat stood still scared unsure why the tree was moving then ran as eggs hit the floor.
Finally the boy could not run any further and screamed with the energy he had left he was sorry explaining to the tree he would not harm any tree again the tree stopped the kid screamed again.
The tree to the kids amazement moved into someone’s garden and seemed to move like someone laughing then routed it self again...... the kid ran home never hurting a tree or a plant again he had told his family bully's but he never cared to go near another tree.
This story is nearly true …. Well maybe not