I was actually starting to get used to all this 'not seeing me' madness. I actually started enjoying pranking people. I know, I know, taking someone's car keys and chucking them across the street and into a hedge wasn't nice, but it was worth the expression on their face when they saw where the keys were.
For the first four years of my being Mother Nature, I was a loner, playing pranks all day, having fun, not a care in the world. Then this thing started giving me an itch in the back of my mind, like the voices (yes, I have voices in my head, don't you?) I had were starting to get agitated. Like they knew something was going awry but weren't letting me know yet for some reason.
In my fifth year, I got sick. I had to move out of America because the place was so polluted. It hurt me to even try and breathe there. The unnatural gases and fumes that laced the air were poisonous to my lungs.
So I ran to the east coast of New Zealand. The air was so clear and beautiful there, I was cured of any sickness in less than a week. I immediately new I'd found a perfect home, so I searched for a clearing.
It was in my seventh year of being the new me when I'd stumbled upon the most peculiar thing. I was just taking a stroll through one of the immaculate forests, when all of a sudden, I heard a rustle.
I frowned and turned towards the noise. A patch of moonlight, though it was mid-afternoon at the time, was slowly making its way to my left.
Shrugging, I followed it. And low and behold, I came upon a gigantic meadow sheltered by three caving mountains, leaving just enough space to the sky to be in the shape of a rose, which I loved. Sunlight streamed through and I collapsed in a bed of colorful flowers. To my left lay a bubbling brook that glowed a violet color in the light.
I stayed in that one place for three years. Never leaving, always watching. I soon learned that in the daytime, I could watch the Northern Hemisphere of the Earth in the violet brook, and at night, the brook would turn ice blue and I could watch the Southern Hemisphere. I made sure there were no casualties in the environment that would cause widespread panic. I did allow a few things to happen, like humans were slowly but steadily realizing that they were poisoning their planet, so they were making electric cars and riding bikes more often. I smiled whenever I saw a mother teach their child to ride a bike for the first time. I brought me the greatest amount of joy I've ever encountered.
But after a decade of being a guardian, I became tired of being alone. Though I had a pack of wolves that stayed with me, the leader being my closest friend, I never discovered anything new. I yearned for company.
Until one day, on Easter morning, I was cleaning a newborn squirrel in the brook when I heard from behind me: