It is fall and being a leaf is dangerous. In fall the wind is almost constantly blowing which makes it really hard to stay up in the tree. It is also hard because my body is changing. It is changing color size and I am getting weaker it is almost like my landlord (tree) is trying to get rid of me. I just couldn’t take it anymore so I decided that I would leave so I fell out of the tree and onto the ground where it was strangely warm. But the danger didn’t stop there I think that the ground was even more dangerous than the mean landlord. But I had no idea what was going to happen. When I say the ground was dangerous I mean the ground was dangerous. These giant things would come out here all upset and use these poky thing to group us on to this big pile with a lot of other leaves. Then they would either put us in bags and have this big moving thing take us away or put us on a big pile of garbage a let us rot. But luckily I had blown into this big yard and nobody was there but i saw what happened to all the other leaves out there it made me happy that I wasn’t one of them. I didn’t know idea what would happen to me but I would find out eventually.