Happy Memory, Sad Twist
Here is a little story about a cute cherub faced boy adored by his family. He was a very tiny baby and small child but he was full of energy and play. He liked to collect rocks and anytime his Mom helped him clean his room, she would find rocks in his closet and in his toy box. He was artistic and would draw on his bedroom walls. His Dad ended up having to paint his room and told him not to draw on his walls anymore. So, you see how full of life this kid was. He could make a game out of anything. And one game he really liked to do with his Mom watching him was during the Autumn season when the big maple tree, (that was practically on the border of his yard and the neighbors, it officially was on the neighbor's side), started dropping it's beautiful red, yellow and orange leaves. When gusts of wind would hit, dried leaves would start to fall to the ground. The boy liked trying to catch the leaves, it was a fun game for him to try and catch as many as he could. He also thought it was a beautiful tree.
Then one day during the summer months, the neighbor cut that tree down because she thought it was too close to her house and thought it could fall. She didn't want trees too close to her house.
When that tree was chopped down, it really hurt the boy's feelings. He grew up and is a man today and still will say things like "Remember that tree, I miss it", or "how could she have chopped down such a pretty tree"?