There once was a boy named Billy. But Billy wasn't an average child. You see, Billy turns into a tree twice a day, at high noon and midnight. This made things complicated, as you will see.
Billy first gained his powers at the age of 12, sitting in English class one day. His teacher, Mr. H, was making the day quite boring for him, so he was about to fall asleep when all of a sudden something very peculiar was happening to him. He felt very dizzy, then nauseous, then angry, then drowsy. His head hit the desk and he snored. Only seconds later (although it felt like hours to Billy), he was woken up by a buffalo. He was in his class, and still very dizzy, but his classmates and teacher had turned to buffalo. "Billy, wake up," it said, "You're a tree." Billy abruptly woke up for real this time, and the buffalo were gone, replaced by his classmates and teacher. For some reason, though, his classmates were far below him, as if he were flying. And they were all still staring at him, and he wondered what had gone wrong this time. Until he looked down at himself, and he realized he was a tree. He wet himself, dripping sap down his branches, and ran outside, destroying the school in the process. He was never seen again. Maybe one day, someone like Billy will come to your school.
*Billy asks that you do not discriminate against tree-kin like himself.*
Billy first gained his powers at the age of 12, sitting in English class one day. His teacher, Mr. H, was making the day quite boring for him, so he was about to fall asleep when all of a sudden something very peculiar was happening to him. He felt very dizzy, then nauseous, then angry, then drowsy. His head hit the desk and he snored. Only seconds later (although it felt like hours to Billy), he was woken up by a buffalo. He was in his class, and still very dizzy, but his classmates and teacher had turned to buffalo. "Billy, wake up," it said, "You're a tree." Billy abruptly woke up for real this time, and the buffalo were gone, replaced by his classmates and teacher. For some reason, though, his classmates were far below him, as if he were flying. And they were all still staring at him, and he wondered what had gone wrong this time. Until he looked down at himself, and he realized he was a tree. He wet himself, dripping sap down his branches, and ran outside, destroying the school in the process. He was never seen again. Maybe one day, someone like Billy will come to your school.
*Billy asks that you do not discriminate against tree-kin like himself.*
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