when i was a little girl, i wanted to create a fossil.

i gathered a smooth stone,

carefully picked a green leaf off of the aspen tree

in our front yard,

and placed it atop the stone.

i kept it in a shoe box in my closet.

i checked on it every day to see if it was a fossil yet.

i asked my teacher when it would becme one.

and after that my hopes of creating this

were non-exhistant.

as strange as this sounds,

this was more of a shock to me than santa not being real.