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He loved her more than anything in the world. He thought they would be together forever, until the day she told him she was leaving him for someone else. He felt his heart break into a million pieces, and he couldn't bear the pain. He got into his car and drove away, without caring where he was going or what he was doing. He didn't see the red light, or the truck that hit him from the side. He only heard a loud crash, and then everything went black.

He woke up in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines and tubes. He tried to move, but he couldn't. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. He realized he was paralyzed, and he wished he had died in the accident. He saw a doctor standing next to him, looking at his chart. He tried to catch his eye, but he couldn't. He felt invisible, and he wished he could disappear.

He heard a voice in his head, saying: "I can grant you one last wish. What do you want?" He thought about his life, and how he had wasted it on someone who didn't love him. He thought about his death, and how he had nothing to look forward to. He thought about his soul, and how he wanted to be free. He said: "I want to be buried under a tree, so I can become one with nature."

The voice said: "Your wish is granted. Goodbye." He felt a sudden jolt, and then everything went dark again.

He woke up as a tree, growing in a forest. He felt the sun on his leaves, and the rain on his bark. He felt the wind on his branches, and the earth on his roots. He felt alive, and he was happy. He forgot about his past, and he lived in the present. He saw other trees around him, and he felt connected to them. He heard birds singing on his limbs, and he felt joy in their music. He grew taller and stronger, and he was proud.

He lived as a tree for sixty years, until the day the humans came. They had chainsaws and axes, and they cut down the trees one by one. He heard the screams of his friends, and he felt fear in his heart. He tried to resist, but he couldn't. He felt the blade on his trunk, and he felt pain in his core. He fell to the ground, and he felt his life slipping away.

He heard the voice again, saying: "You are not dead yet. You still have a chance to be reborn. What do you want to be?" He thought about his life as a tree, and how he had enjoyed it. He thought about his death as a tree, and how he had hated it. He thought about his soul, and how he wanted to be something else. He said: "I don't know. Surprise me."

The voice said: "Your wish is granted. Good luck." He felt a strange sensation, and then everything went dark again.

He woke up as a shoe, lying in a factory. He felt the leather on his skin, and the stitches on his seams. He felt the sole on his bottom, and the laces on his top. He felt stiff, and he was confused. He wondered what he was, and why he was here. He saw other shoes around him, and he felt lonely. He heard machines whirring and clanging, and he felt bored. He waited for something to happen, and he was curious.

He waited as a shoe for a few days, until the day a woman came. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, and she looked familiar. He realized she was his ex-girlfriend, the one who had left him for someone else. He felt anger and resentment, and he wished he could hurt her. He saw her pick him up, and he felt hopeful. He thought maybe he could bite her, or trip her, or make her fall. He felt her put him on, and he felt disgusted. He realized he was the insole of her shoe, the part that touched her foot. He felt her sweat and dirt, and he felt sick. He wanted to get away from her, but he couldn't. He was stuck with her, and he was miserable.

Description
He loved her more than anything in the world. He thought they would be together forever, until the day she told him she was leaving him for someone else. He felt his heart break into a million pieces, and he couldn't bear the pain. He got into his car and drove away, without caring where he was going or what he was doing. He didn't see the red light, or the truck that hit him from the side. He only heard a loud crash, and then everything went black.

He woke up in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines and tubes. He tried to move, but he couldn't. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. He realized he was paralyzed, and he wished he had died in the accident. He saw a doctor standing next to him, looking at his chart. He tried to catch his eye, but he couldn't. He felt invisible, and he wished he could disappear.

He heard a voice in his head, saying: "I can grant you one last wish. What do you want?" He thought about his life, and how he had wasted it on someone who didn't love him. He thought about his death, and how he had nothing to look forward to. He thought about his soul, and how he wanted to be free. He said: "I want to be buried under a tree, so I can become one with nature."

The voice said: "Your wish is granted. Goodbye." He felt a sudden jolt, and then everything went dark again.

He woke up as a tree, growing in a forest. He felt the sun on his leaves, and the rain on his bark. He felt the wind on his branches, and the earth on his roots. He felt alive, and he was happy. He forgot about his past, and he lived in the present. He saw other trees around him, and he felt connected to them. He heard birds singing on his limbs, and he felt joy in their music. He grew taller and stronger, and he was proud.

He lived as a tree for sixty years, until the day the humans came. They had chainsaws and axes, and they cut down the trees one by one. He heard the screams of his friends, and he felt fear in his heart. He tried to resist, but he couldn't. He felt the blade on his trunk, and he felt pain in his core. He fell to the ground, and he felt his life slipping away.

He heard the voice again, saying: "You are not dead yet. You still have a chance to be reborn. What do you want to be?" He thought about his life as a tree, and how he had enjoyed it. He thought about his death as a tree, and how he had hated it. He thought about his soul, and how he wanted to be something else. He said: "I don't know. Surprise me."

The voice said: "Your wish is granted. Good luck." He felt a strange sensation, and then everything went dark again.

He woke up as a shoe, lying in a factory. He felt the leather on his skin, and the stitches on his seams. He felt the sole on his bottom, and the laces on his top. He felt stiff, and he was confused. He wondered what he was, and why he was here. He saw other shoes around him, and he felt lonely. He heard machines whirring and clanging, and he felt bored. He waited for something to happen, and he was curious.

He waited as a shoe for a few days, until the day a woman came. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, and she looked familiar. He realized she was his ex-girlfriend, the one who had left him for someone else. He felt anger and resentment, and he wished he could hurt her. He saw her pick him up, and he felt hopeful. He thought maybe he could bite her, or trip her, or make her fall. He felt her put him on, and he felt disgusted. He realized he was the insole of her shoe, the part that touched her foot. He felt her sweat and dirt, and he felt sick. He wanted to get away from her, but he couldn't. He was stuck with her, and he was miserable.