[ WP ] Tree Skin Nightmare

As I am waking up per normal routine I look in the mirror to be greeted by my skin-wrapped face, looking just as beautiful as normal. 
 
 `` My skins looking great today,'' I thought. 
 
 At that exact second a whirling, stomach sinking feeling overbeared my balance. 
 
 I descended into pure cement. My body was completely number as though I was not even existent. At that time I can remember nothing but pure abyss. Pure blackness. 
 
 Pure nothingness. 
 
 I happened to wake up once again and per normal routine I went to the mirror to be greeted by my moss-wrapped face. There was moss for skin, branches for limbs, leaves for hair and bark as fingernails... 
 
 wait.... 
 
 `` This does not feel right,'' I questioned. 
 
 I looked down to see the hedge trimmers that I always use to shave my leaves. My 5-o clock leaf shadow is unbearable, let me tell you.. 
 
 I proceeded with my day chalking all this mad confusion up to me being paranoid. 
 
 I left downstairs and thought to my self, `` breakfast sounds mighty fine.'' 
 
 I quickly took eyes on the bucket filled with miracle grow where I for some reason think there used to be a fridge. Wait... what's a fridge? I know I always resort to this place but all I see is a bucket. 
 
 My hands left without me and snatched a spade and shovelled away placing heaps of miracle grow onto a paper plate. I took the plate and spooned the subsistence into my cracked lips. 
 
 This does n't seem pleasurable, why does this seem normal? 
 
 Once again I summed all of this up to paranoia, I am one of over cautiousness. 
 
 So I left the house and decided to go to work. I left my house and headed east towards burberry park. I got in position and basked in the sun rays. 
 
 This is my job?
