The encounter

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Anna has forever been one of those introverts. She had grown up in the four walls of her house. To her parents it seemed she preferred to stay as far away from humanity. Anna wasn't the girls with a typical family. She was an only child. She lived in her parents. Her dad loved her deeply, and forever tried to get his daughter to live the confined four walls and explore the beauties of the world. Her mom on the other hand was not the least bothered about her daughter but rather thought her business was more important. Ann never left the prison of her own mind. Yet the only company she had were her garden of flowers.

~~a random day~~

Anna gazed out of her window see a stranger standing by sprinkling water on her beloved plants. As she squinted to get a clearer look on the stranger she took a step back disgusted. "Hey what are you doing?" she yelled at the strange man, "HEY!". No reply. She frowned to herself as she emptied the glass of water in her hand on the stranger's head. "Oi what th-", the stranger snapped as he suddenly stopped. He stood there unable to speak, mesmerized by her beauty. "Why hello, I'm Alex. You must be-?". "None of your business. What are you doing here in my garden, watering my flowers?!" Anna snapped back consumed by anger. "Er, isn't that what gardeners do? Your mother hired me. I'm the gardener. Now may I know your name please?". "What gardener? Why was I not informed?! Mooommm!", she said losing her anger as she walked away from the widow into her room. Alex chuckled to himself as he continued watering the plants.

Every day Alex was now greeted by a fierce looking Anna staring at him the whole day. Her stare seemed to burn into his back under the hot sun. One day Alex finally gave up and said "You don't have to be this grumpy you know? We can be friends if you want.". Before Anna could say anything the house guard, Martin, covered Alex's mouth with his wrinkled hands and took him aside. Watching Martin sent shrivels down her spine and slowly she backed away into her room, Anna always seemed very scared of the old security guard Martin. No one knows why.

Yet.


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