Some of the sentences were in italic, to convey thoughts, but the text messed up... hehe so please kinda.... have mercy??? Please comment your honest opinion! Don't copy, and thank you!
Leaves, drawn by the wind, scraped the ground. The outstretched branches of trees carried leaves of many unique shapes. Vibrant shades of dried blood reds, fiery oranges, and lime yellows were in every corner of the town. The bright greens of Summer had faded away and welcomed a new maze of delightful colors. One could just simply look up and think, "Gorgeous," but that would be an understatement, for the town seemed to strangely liven up with the change of season. But then again, nothing could be full of happiness. Everyone had known that when this picturesque alteration arrived, with it, school followed.
Weary children gathered in the front of the gnarled old tree, that acted like a school bus stop. Among those children was Park Ji Min, or just Jimin. He stood looking up at the tree's branches, like distorted stretched limbs, reaching out to the sky. Shivers ran down his spine at the unpleasant sight. It seemed to take the form of a man, holding up the sky. Nothing was so disturbing in that, was there? But Jimin saw something more. He saw the pain that the man was facing in his wrangled branches that resembled arms. It was just a disturbing sight.
"Hello. What are you looking at?" a voice behind him said. It was a fruity voice, but seemed much like a whisper. It was sweet to his ears, surprising him as he turned around to inspect the person that it belonged to. It was a boy, a little taller than himself, with tousled jet black hair that spiked up at the front. He wore a loose black shirt with the words, "One Of A Kind" printed on it, and grey sweat pants. A 'Vans' backpack clung onto his back, and next to him was a duffle bag, that seemed a little overstuffed.
"Oh, um... Nothing really, just the tree," he pointed up with a shaky hand. It's not that Jimin was shy. It was just that, this boy had startled him, when he was already freaking out about the ugly tree.