i thought it was magical, a place of escape. when i closed my eyes, i was a wizard, a lost girl. i would dance around the tree with my friends. then, most of all, what i would do would be to sit and think. i would think through my anger, talk myself through what i was dealing with. then, when i had to go to a school away from the tree, that was when i bought orchid. and she was my knew willow tree. she helps me through my anger. i know that i will probably never see that tree again, but, in my mind, orchid is the spirit of 