secret garden to go to

A Story by osal

a place that everyone needs to go to when they are frustrated or in pain

I'm frustrated and in pain all my word in my head are reason against me I gather myself and run downstairs to my room and close the door the soldiers are coming for me although I didn’t do a thing. Only I stand witness for my sake of innocence. I can hear the footsteps s of the furious soldiers coming to get me in my poor old room only lit by one old candle that waves to the slightest wind that howls to it. The room is no different than a dungeon. I can only see the table and the straw than shone to the candle light. I cover myself with a cloth to keep me warm. The cloth is half torn as it’s the only thing can do for my safety against the people coming for my head. I hear the cluster of knives and axes outside thirsty for my blood i know it is time for me. I try not to go but they pound on my old creaky door ignoring the fact that i have not even made a single sound.my incognito is breached they have found me. An old door is the only thing that’s keeping me from meeting my death. I get up from my bed. And walk towards the candle. i look at the slightly visible wall made up of granite and which is impossible to break i see one stone brick had come out i forget about the fact that i am going to be killed in cold blood and my hands move for me. I press the stone back in place as a lock opens up and a small door opens at the bottom of the wall a light shines brighter than he candle. I peep into it i can hear water. I go through his passage very difficultly comparatively a very small person after i reach the other side i step on soil. My bare foot feels comfort i lock back to the small room and stare at it as suddenly a wall comes down covering the passage I came from. I go to the wall of vines pouring down and separate it with my fingertips as a light shines bright, brightest I’ve ever seen, on my face with a welcoming wind. I feel safe as ever as my eyes adjust to the brightness. I begin to see i am in the most beautiful place any one would dream of plants that nobody had seen before, animals that nobody thought existed and fruits of different colour and shapes full of enthusiastic fragrance of jasmine and rose, everywhere i look there is a happy couple of butterflies on a flower smiling and laughing in freedom. Trees grew up to fifty feet high and vines that poured down. The colours where so vivacious that it raised my heart beat. I begin to enjoy the fact that all is in rest with the peaceful sound of the small water stream full of transparent, blue and cold dazzling water. I am in paradise. I went to the door i had come from and covered it with a giant stone. i am now safe in paradise wanted to kept alone from others or sight of man in and endless world of brightness that i have never seen before