A woman discovers she has a tree growing inside her. With nurture, it shoots outward, exposing itself; with neglect, it wilts inward, killing her slowly and surely.
What does she do to inhibit its offshoots? When/how did she discover her "roots"? How does she live her life knowing this?
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Hey! That's nearly one of my stories!
I just read it. Weird...I guess it's really one of those cases where the collective consciousness spreads itself. Two good minds think alike? Anyway, there are many ways this story could go. I had a darker, more tragic root that sparked it. It would be interesting to see all the possible variations that could come from it - one simple idea, endless ways to go about it.
I'll have to post my own version.
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