The Broken Branch

As a 9 or 10 year old, you would have never expected to break a decently thick tree branch. I've learned that I could, while using the branch as a gymnastics bar, sorta. I was outside one day just messing around, and hung on the thinner end of the tree. When. I heard a snap, and fell down on my bottom. And thought, What did I do to make the branch fall off of the tree? It was just hanging there for days when finally we cut it off.

Before we cut the rest of it off, the branch was just hanging there, like a person just waiting for their life to begin. The time before the branch was cut off, my father got angry, and had probably thought, why was the branch just sitting there, while someone could have gotten something to get it off the rest of the branch. So, he grabbed a kitchen knife and cut the rest of the branch off. After that, I had gotten older to the point where I never used the branch again.

Quote -
Every time I close my eyes, the sun appears again.
High above this broken branch.
Will these wings ever mend?
- Howling Bells

I hope you guys enjoyed.