Authors Note: *If you imagine it you will be able to understand this book. (like a movie)
My mother rests me on the stone between the water while I'm asleep. The rising sun shines directly on me. The light makes me rise into a meditation position. Strange words that I haven't heard before begin coming out of my mouth as if I knew what I was saying.
After staying there chanting for an hour my mouth shuts like a door. The sun still shining on me. My eyes open. White light shines out of my eyes. I feel something opening on my forehead. I feel another eye. My third eye! I was unlocking my third eye.
A beam of white light comes out of my third eye and shines on trees and flowers. The flowers begin to quickly bloom and the trees grow tall and strong.
And I seem to have grown as well. My legs and arms were longer and my body bigger and more developed. The power of the eye was growth!
My mother calls me. I rush over to her. "Mamma, Mamma, I unlocked my third eye!" I say with excitement. "That's great!" My mother exclaims. "Oh my, you grew as well." She shockingly says as she begins to hug me.
"Why did you call me over, Mamma?" I ask. "I wanted to tell you a story about me..." She begins. "I was just a little girl, a curious girl. I would always go into the woods and find something. Many shiny, sharp, and magical things."
"Then one day I entered the woods and heard people yelling and arguing. I decided to follow their voices and find out what it was about. The sound was deep inside the woods, deeper than I would have ever gone. But I was too curios to go back now. I continued to walk deeper and deeper into the woods."
I inch closer to my mother, for I was frighten at what would happen next. Would she be eaten by wolves, killed by hunters, or lost in the woods forever?! I grew worrisome and scared. "Boo!" My mother yells. I scream and jump. "Ha ha ha" My mother laughs at my reaction. I start to laugh as well.
"It is time to train, young master." The guru says as he walks up to us. "Go, we'll finish the story later." My mother says. I sit on the stone and begin to meditate.
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My Four Tears
SpiritualThis is a story of a boy who loves the water. When one day unexpectedly he finds himself lost. There is only one way for him to heal: return to the water. Cover made by @taicardi .