Found Faces Stories

Why hello there!! I'm Hank. People call me Bugger though, they say it's because my eyes intimidate them. Do they intimidate you? Look into them, it's alright. Don't be shy to stare, everyone does. It's something that you get used to over time. Newberg is my home, my roots are dug so deep here; I don't think that I could ever leave. I mean, look around, I got a family to provide for. My cousins are trying to photo bomb in the back ground. We all feed off each other and converse through the wisp of our leaves in the wind. My mother and father are reaching there later years, they creek and bellow as they sway. Living on this Newberg High school campus, the highlight of my day is bugging the freshman. As they walk by all stumbled and confused upon this new stage in their life; I enjoy making their day a little better by tickling underneath their chins with my flow. They feel embarrassed for bushing up on my do, but unknown to them, it's done on purpose. I've seen countless of years of freshman pass through my leaves. Some even decide to test my durability swinging on my arms and plucking single strands of hair out of my head to give to their romantically involved. What can I say though? Nothing beats the overwhelming feeling of loving something more than your grandchildren as the years go through.Though it does get stressful, dwelling in the midst of high school life, I try not to let it show, regardless, some hair falls out and layers the ground with red, brown and yellow. It's a disease, us trees have, when we become over stimulated. You think its a game, and play amongst the dead hair; and lay in it. That's actually kinda gross. But anyways, as my job on campus I add beauty, not to sound pompous but look at me. My mustache says it all. I'm the air you breathing, soaking up your mistakes of carbon dioxide and creating a beautiful world. Permeating through my thick bark, dwells in the power to sustain needed life, that's now our hidden secret. Shhh, no one needs to know. I wouldn't give it up for anything. Oh, I see a freshman, got to go get my wisp on. Bugger off.