Uprooted

My favorite part of my apartment is all the beautiful little trees that are in front of each persons front door. They are over growen and lovely. They make me feel like I live in a forest cottage. Well, this morning I was woken up by the sound of chainsaws. Not just chainsaws but chainsaws at 7:45 on a Saturday morning. Then all of a sudden I notice there is more light coming from my window. They cut down my tree! I am so utterly sad right now. Why did they do that? They are now shoveling into the gowned digging up the roots. I think I may start crying.