The Treehouse

From: Anonymous ()
Story type: Angel
Location: Hawaii
Source: Form Submission
On one hot afternoon in the summer of 1977, our fathers got together and created a huge treehouse. It had a roof with shingles, a door, and 2 screen windows, and most importantly, we were 40 feet off the ground. The treehouse was a source of envy from everyone in the neighborhood. We(several good friends) started a club that was exclusive, no one under the age of 11 was allowed in. Well, one day a new family moved in the neighborhood and our gang thought they were odd, they had no mother. Our parents went and introduced themselves to the family and became fast friends.

The youngest child was often teased because his mother had died and the older kids would just hassle him on that. He was just 7 years old and we thought hell, let him join our club so he can feel better about himself. One day, we were all in the treehouse and the youngster was about to climb the tree, when the older kids spotted him and started to throw rocks and taunted him. We began to rage and we raced down to climb the tree. I remember missing the first step and then I woke up looking directly up at a woman's face which was blinded by the sun light. Everyone gathered around me to see if I was alright and I said, "no problem". When I stood up, the youngster said he saw his mom next to me a touching my face.

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