It was a warm spring day, all the flowers on the trees were blooming in the ray of sunshine.
I decided to write a little poem to my little sister for when it's winter.
A cold night
Don't fright
It's gonna be alright
In the flowers
With great powers
If you will stay
You may play
She loved it. She said she wants to be me when she's older? Me? Why? I have no special talents to be famous for. All I do is sit and look at my beautiful garden. That's basically it. I love gazing at the flowers blooming into beautiful roses or sunflowers. I always get so excited to see how high my flowers will get. Some grow really tall and others die before they can grow properly. I have an older brother who loves playing games. I find games quite boring in some terms. The toxic players and the online dating hurts my brain while trying to process all of the drama happening in the game. Not to mention the bright colors strain my eyes. I find gaming and or playing boring. I feel like being outside and touching grass is way more important in life than touching keyboards and controllers. Although playing can be a way to express someone's creativity I still feel that gaming isn't the way of life. Technology shouldn't be all around the world. People hardly go outside anymore. If you talk to your friend it's usually on Discord or Snapchat. I wish it would be in the old days. You would go to your friends house and do activities rather than on your phone. I tend to think about those things in my garden. A place where I can think of stuff and be comfortable in the surrounding area.
Huh? What's this? A lily pad? I've never had one? Wait, why is there a trail of lily pads? I must follow it.
CHAPTER 2 SOON...
