My Story Book

The Garden

                        Sarah Junebug loved her garden. It was a lovely garden, with beds of roses that covered the garden. Sparrows often visited, and the canaries sang beautifully. Small frogs and birds frolicked in the creek nearby, and the butterflies danced with the bees among the flowers. Truly a delight to see.

                    Although Sarah's garden had beautiful roses, that was all the garden had. She simply refused to grow any other flower if it wasn't a rose. She disliked her neighbour Annie Moore's garden despite never actually seeing it before. But from what the other neighbours have described, it sounded like Annie Moore had grown a jungle.

                    One day, Sarah was encouraged to enter her garden in the local neighbourhood competition, and she excitedly agreed. But was crestfallen when she discovered she had gotten 2nd place, and had lost to none other than Annie Moore. After some advice from one of the other neighbours Emily Quentin, an odd lady who had an obsession with unicorns, she begrudgingly went over to see Annie Moore's garden. 

                      And to Sarah's surprise, it was quite beautiful. The way the flowers were arranged, how the creeping leaves seemed to grow in just the right spots, the gorgeous morning dew. And most of all, the different kinds of flowers and plants Annie had in her garden. How although each was different, they all made the garden look mesmerising. 

                    Annie looked over to her. "Like what you see?" she asked. Sarah merely stood there in awe. "How... do you do all this?" "Do what?" "The garden... how do you make it look this beautiful?". Annie smiled. "Your garden is pretty too. But the one thing that's missing is the variety of different plants. You gotta embrace the prettiness of more flora you know? As my uncle always says 'Variety is the spice of life'.".

                 And after that, Sarah heeded Annie's words. And her garden has never looked better since she started slowly adding different types of plants to her garden. The birds chirped and the butterflies danced, and the inhabitants of the garden have never been happier.

Author's note:

This is the closing chapter of the story, I had fun writing this but my brain's out of ideas now. Might update this if I get another story idea, but for now this is the end. Sry it was kinda short hehe.