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Somebody was stealing flowers from my garden, which grew with a lot of work, and today I am going to find out who is behind all this mischief

I stand behind the bushes and my gaze was fixated at the flower plants.

A boy with red hair, with a sweet tint in his face walked to my plants. I was ready to pounce on him and kill him for stealing and plucking my precious plants but I decided to wait.

He started plucking out all the flowers one by one. I quickly stopped him.

"Shooo!" I hissed at him resting my hands on my hips and pouting angrily, glaring at him.

"Uh-sorry!" He said with a genuine worried tone and handed over all the flowers to me.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him looking at his scared face.

"I wanted to give this to someone I love" he said taking a quick glance at his feet.

"Well, let me see if she is worth it." I reply to him. He looks really sad so I decided if he could take my flowers, by seeing who it is for.

"Follow me." He replied.

We walked for a half an hour. It was Sunday, so I was free. We reached a graveyard.

My eyes widened and my heart started beating in anticipation of what he had to explain to this. He gave me a sad smile as I quickly checked out the graveyard.

I followed him to a grave which looked the most lively of all, decorated with my flowers Like it was actually living instead of being dead.

"She's worth it." I said.

"Yeah. These are my flowers in your garden for her." He replied.

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