Whittling
Happy Thanksgiving!
. . .
I'm gonna tell ya'll a story.
(This happened irl a few days ago lol)
So me and my siblings were out in the woods, like most days.
I (Moss) was sitting in a tree with my sister Fern, and Forest was sitting on the ground next to the tree, whittling a stick with her pocket knife.
We had an interesting conversation.
Moss: Whatcha making, Forest?
Forest: I dunno. I'm basically just murdering a stick.
Fern: Don't kill the stick!
Forest: It's not killing it if it's already dead!
Moss: Wise words. Very poetic and meaningful- Hahaha....
Forest: Don't laugh at my logic!
Moss: Right. I'll just laugh at you. *Uncontrollable laughter*
Fern: *Joins in laughing*
Forest: Also, I didn't mean that literally. I am carving a stick down to make it smooth and smaller.
Moss: And in the process killing it!
Forest: No!
Moss: Yes!
Forest: Fern, weigh in on this.
Fern: On what?
Moss: Is whittling a stick killing it?
Fern: I don't like it when things die...
Forest: *Wheeze*
Moss: Is that a yes?
Fern: I'm not getting involved in this one. You two duel it out.
Forest: Over this? That's ridiculous!
Fern: You're ridiculous!
Forest: No, you're ridiculous!
Moss: You're both ridiculous!
Fern: Fair enough.
Moss: Come on then. *Jumps out of the tree*
Forest: What?
Moss: I'm in the mood for a sword fight.
Forest: And I'm in the mood to sit and whittle quietly!
Fern: Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Forest: Ugh, fine. Go get your sword.
Moss: And you get yours.
Fern: I'll come with you, Moss. *Jumps down from tree*
Moss: Okay, come on.
After that we proceeded to have a sword battle, in which Forest won. (Sadly...)
So, I guess the question it:
Is whittling a stick killing it?
I think so.
Maybe.
Sorta.
Possibly.
I don't know.
Happy Thanksgiving!
-Moss <3
(And Forest and Fern...)
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