Sunday, April 26, 2009

The withered rose?

On the way to school,this little boy,in the corner of his


little eye,caught a glimpse of a withered rose,looking at the rose made him sad.He was determined to take care of that withered rose and bring it back to its beauty,that it once had.So,now everyday before and after school,the little boy would,water the rose and trim it with his school scissors.As each day would come and go,that withered rose started to grow.When it was done growing,he


was in awe with its beauty.Not wanting to ruin it,he dug up the rose,roots and all and brought it home,to his mother.His mother asked him,"Where did you get such a beautiful rose." ? So,he told her the whole story and when he finished,there were tears in his mothers eyes.She said,"You are growing up so fast,Thank you for the rose,it was the best gift I have ever gotten.





I might need to make some changes..

The withered rose?
The first part was ok. But why did the little boy dig that cute rose? He could have brought his mother to that rose.


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