The Big Tree

It's a short walk from home. It's tall and easy to climb. The street is busy during the day but at night, it's perfect. The neon lights from the Taco Bell across the street glisten on the leaves.
The sign is so spray painted you can't read what it says anymore. It's still and quiet. I've always wanted to sneak out at night and climb in with someone special. You can see the sun rise over the mountains in the early morning.
I would sit up there with my dad and we would watch the sunset during the summer. We would just talk about life.
I have a lot of great memories on the big tree. When I was little my mom would take me and my brother there. Now, I show all my friends the big tree.
It's old and it's a good tree. It had old moldy bark and dead crunchy leaves on the bottom. We aren't even supposed to be in it but, who's going to stop us?