Guava Tree.

There is a guava tree behind of my home. My mom planted it about 3 years ago. This guava tree originally had large and fresh fruits, also its inside colour is pink. (Since you are describing the color of the tree, it would be more simple to say " ... and fresh fruits, that were pink inside)

But after a very long dry season (It never happened before), its fruits are not large and fresh anymore :( Although the fruits are not like used to be, the kids around my home still like to pick it them up. Sometimes, they fight to climb the tree and it automatically makes me laugh from inside of my room because I think that it is funny :D My room is so near from the tree. If I open my window room, I will see the tree. Not only the kids like guava, but also My grandma who is 83 y.o and my close friends at college also like it.

Located behind my house, is a guava tree that my Mum planted several years ago. It originally bore large, fresh fruits with pink insides, but following a very long dry season unique to this area, the fruits were smaller and not as fresh as before :((((

The tree is adjacent to my bedroom window and although the guavas aren't so delicious, the local children still enjoy picking them. Sometimes they fight to climb the tree, making me laugh spontaneously :D

The children aren't the only ones that enjoy the guava fruits. So does my grandma (who is 83 years old) and my college friends.

Guava Tree.

There is a guava tree behind my home. My mom planted it about 3 years ago. This guava tree originally had large and fresh fruits, also its inside colour is pink (it would be more common to say "it is pink inside"). But after a very long dry season (It never happened before) (an interesting phrase "it never happened before" - if you mean the season was never as long and dry as this one, you could say "after the longest, driest season ever/I can remember/for a long time"), its fruits are not large and fresh anymore (you could also say "no longer large and fresh"):( Although the fruits are not like they used to be, the kids around my home still like to pick them up. Sometimes, they fight to climb the tree and it automatically makes me laugh from inside of (you don't need "of" here) my room because I think that (you don't need "that" here) it is funny :D My room is so close to the tree. If I open my room window ("the window in my room"?) I will see the tree. Not only do the kids like guava, My grandma who is 83 y.o and my close friends at college also like it.