Elizabeth
After a long day, Elizabeth retired to her quarters, it was late, and she was tired of those long parties her parents used to have at their house. In fact, it wasn't really a house but a sumptuous mansion.
Always played to extremes, no one seemed to see her. At dawn, there she was in the garden tending to her flowers, and as strange as it seemed, she was talking to the flowers and plants. Hair disheveled, clothes shabby, not typical for a teenager who lived in a beautiful mansion.
One day, where nothing seemed to make sense, she saw in the distance what appeared to be two tombs, curiously she went there. There were several statues and a strong scent of jasmine, Elizabeth's favorite flower. But when she looked at the two tombstones, she couldn't contain her scream, it was the same name as her parents… — My God! Help help! - She screamed desperate and scared, she ran inside the mansion, looking around everything was dusty, the clock had stopped, as if she was lost in time.
She climbed the stairs, shaky and tired. Suddenly, when arriving in her room, all the furniture was intact, shining, however, there was a scent of jasmine in the air. Finally Elizabeth was sound asleep. Upon waking up, she found an envelope on the bedside table, it was a letter from Elizabeth's parents: '' Daughter we had to take a trip, but never forget it will always be important. Always take care of your garden so that it blooms
Death is not the greatest loss of life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live"
Bloom, be light....
Fabiane Braga Lima/ Rio Claro, São Paulo
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