I started climbing trees when I was two. Many people don’t believe me on that point, but it is true. Nobody, no computer in the world could count how many times I’ve climbed a tree, nor can they find how many times I have fallen out of one.

 I really don’t know when I started climbing. I might be able to tell you my first experience of climbing.

 I was two years old. The typical hyper, screaming child. It was a typical sunny day when one day I climbed up onto the window sill, which I did often back then. I’d stand spread eagle, with my arms and legs spread out. Sadly, unlike any other day the window was open, leaving just a thin, flimsy screen between me and the concrete sidewalk two stories below. Of course the screen had to give way, leaving me to plummet two stories to crack my skull against the grey, hard, cruel concrete, turning it to a crimson red. I ended up with my two front teeth cracked, so they got pulled, and who knows how many stitches behind my right ear where my head had sliced open.

 However, for some odd reason I didn’t develop a phobia or a fear of heights or anything. Rather, I became intrigued by this strange dimension. “What a enticing thing, something that if I were to let go It would surely kill me,” I had no doubt thought at least once back then. So I started climbing trees, the only thing that didn’t have the cruel, hard concrete underneath it in the small apartment complex.

 Now, twelve and a half years later, I still can’t resist to climb a tree every once in a while. I have learned many things in those twelve years, including to always wear a thick jacket, and to only step near the base of the branch. One thing that I can find in a tree and nowhere else is complete peace. While on top of a particularly high tree i found that if I close my eyes I can nearly fall to sleep. If only ever boy in the world had his own tree to climb, the world would be a better place. I almost always climb a tree if I get mad or have a stressful day.

 It’s very private in the thicket of a tree, where nobody ever looks up, and where you can silently peer down upon people’s heads without being seen yourself, just observing how people act and look from such a view that make them look like ants. Being so close to nature is quite a feeling, one that very few people get to enjoy, and one which they should be able to daily.

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