oh hello there.
I see you've found the way to my garden.
the monotone voice then chuckles for no reason as if it was funny for a person to walk into a garden..
She was pretty in an ugly way, very very skinny, about 14 years old. She was almost nothing but bones, had some stitches running up her left, she had a beautiful huge eye that looked tired but made you want to comfort her and run far away from the monster at the same time. There was only one eye though the other was covered by a side part of her stringy bob. The weirdest part was that for such a beautiful garden, she was dressed in a very peculiar way. She had a single purple piece of cloth about 4 inches wide loosely wrapped around her bosoms, for pants she wore a low-riding ragged skirt that came down to her knees, and for shoes she wore fur high-heel boots that came up about mid-way to her thin thighs. She must be freezing in this weather.
she suddenly takes a step way too close and you want to run, she then whispers in a weird seductive voice
well do you like it?
you look confused, why shouldn't you a weirdo in both clothes and mind just whispered an unrelated question in your ear. Then suddenly she smiles sweetly, blushing with a prideful and joyful laugh
My garden? Do you like it?
for some reason it seemed unnatural to her so happy....

its better stay away from her...

likes

~flowers, ignorance, love
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dislikes

x public, long periods of time, night, day, noises, moochers, people

I used to be pretty you know...

So very beautiful, every guy I knew liked me at one time.
I turned them all down, what else could I do?
I was only 13
You really wanted to leave now, but the swords that were used to support some tomato plants were freaking you out. What would she do if you left. She smiled.
Oh sorry, where are my manners? Let me get you a chair.
She ran off quickly, too quickly, if you were to run right now she could catch up to you no matter how much of a head-start you had. She came back with two rotting lawn chairs, that you could tell used to be paint a pale white with vibrate flowers. They now, thankfully had no bugs or fungus growing on it, but had seen their use. You sat down to listen to her story.
It was about 60 years ago, back before I had any knowledge of the world, I lived in Michigan with my mother. My best friend was George, he was goof ballshe chuckled and smiled downwards he was the only person I could be myself with you know? Well

I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

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