The hidden Garden

A short story

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The Hidden Garden

Amelia had lived in her grandmother's house ever since she was a little girl. It was a big, creaky old house with a forest at the back, which her grandmother warned her never to explore alone. Despite the warnings, Amelia always felt the forest calling to her.

One sunny afternoon, curiosity got the better of her. She found herself wandering down a narrow path lined with wildflowers and leafy trees. She walked further until something caught her eye – a rusty old key half-buried in the soil. Picking it up, she realized it looked like it might open one of the old doors in her grandmother’s garden.

Returning to the house, Amelia searched the garden until she found a hidden door behind a tangle of vines and roses. She slipped the key into the lock, and, to her surprise, the door creaked open, revealing a secret garden on the other side.

The garden was like nothing she’d ever seen. It was filled with flowers of every color, birds singing, and a little stream winding through the middle. In the center was a beautiful tree, its branches low enough to sit under, and a small stone bench beneath it.

Every day after that, Amelia would sneak into the hidden garden and spend hours there, feeling as though it was her secret sanctuary. She found peace under the tree and even began to talk to it, as if it could hear her thoughts and worries.

Years passed, and Amelia grew up. But one day, she noticed the tree’s leaves wilting, and the garden started to lose its color. She felt her heart ache, as if her connection to the garden was fading. She whispered to the tree, promising that she would take care of it forever.

One morning, as she tended the garden, she felt a warm breeze and noticed the tree’s leaves turning vibrant green again. It was as if the garden was alive and responding to her love.

Years later, Amelia inherited the house and continued to care for the hidden garden. It became a place where she could find peace, strength, and love, a gift her grandmother had left her. And she knew that, just as the garden had been there for her, she would always be there for it.

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Sometimes, the most beautiful places are hidden away, waiting for someone to discover them.