The 360 West Project

I am a tree and as you can see I use my own paper. I have been around for hundreds of years and people have used and abused all of my family. Never have I been so alone until they took my brother, Willow. I have slowly lost all of my leaves and slowly fade into the ground as if I was never here and yet I have not written to a single human before, but I have to let you know that I am a tree. I do not appreciate anything you humans have done in the stretch of my long life. Now I stand all alone in a wet and foggy meadow.