The Garden

The young girl crashed through the doors and flew down the stairs as the tears rolled down her cheeks like a rushing flood. Her heart was broken as she thought of the loss of her friend. She ran to the garden, hid herself and fell to the ground weeping. Her hands clenched up as if she held something precious in them. She was swept off her feet as the pain shook her to the bone. “Why must I lose you?” she cried. As she sat up and looked around at the beautiful garden, she couldn’t help but think of how he helped her pull the weeds and plant the seeds. She slowly opened her hand and looked at a small precious seed. “You are just like me,” she thought. “I will plant you so you can grow tall and bear much fruit.” She planted the seed as her tears landed in the soil. She rested in the garden and waited for the sun to come out. As the sun broke through the clouds, she heard a voice say, “Now that I’ve planted you in my garden, you will grow.” She stood up, wiped the tears from her face and smiled.