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It was a beautiful, fresh, crisp day in the suburb of Brerina, and 16-year-old Samira set foot outside, into her rather empty garden. She had planted many plants in her garden, and they are all not growing because she forgets to water her plants. The neighbours have complained about how unpleasantly barren and lifeless Samira's garden is.
A few hours later, Samira arrived at a busy garden nursery to get even more plants, and she stopped at a metal, brown, rusty door at the back of the building. Samira gazed at the door for a long period of time, thinking whether she will go through or not. But this door might lead to an authorised personnel only room, or it might be the perfect opportunity to stop me from killing all my plants, Samira thought. You know what, I might just enter it. she thought. Samira carefully opened the door and went down a granite staircase. It seemed to be a greenhouse inside! She noticed the bright red spathes and rotting smell of a corpse flower, the terrifying spines of a venus fly trap, and the intricate shapes of pitcher plants. It was completely silent. There are no animals or people, besides Samira. The carnivorous plants must have taken over. Walking through the greenhouse, Samira wondered how the plants were thriving. There was no sign of any water, or insects. I wonder if this is magical, Samira thought. She had never seen as many carnivorous plants before. But suddenly, when she walked along the path to the other end of the greenhouse, a mysterious glow of green light came out of the path. Immediately after the mysterious beam of green light, several pitcher plants withered right before Samira’s eyes. Then a corpse flower, a sundew and a Venus flytrap did the same. Why is this happening? Samira thought. I need to rescue them now! It all relies on her to keep the plants thriving. But how? she thought. She tried saying magic words. “Abracadabra!”. That didn’t work, hmm, Samira thought. Light. Samira turned on her torch on her mobile phone. That didn’t make them look better. Aha! WATER! she contemplated. But there was no water sources. Eureka, there is water droplets, on the pitcher plants, and inside the corpse flower! Samira realised in her mind. She scraped some water droplets off the pitchers. Then she nervously followed the rotting smell, and came to the red corpse flower. She positioned her hands like a scoop, and extracted some of the water. Samira then carefully walked around, and gave the plants a watering. She watered them over again, until they were looking a bit happier. Aha! I don’t water my plants at home, she thought. Now that’s a positive thing. Hmm, but how could I return home and start gardening, Samira thought. She couldn’t get out of this greenhouse. Hmm, there could be a key, she thought. After walking around the greenhouse for a bit, she spotted the perfect key! A leaf that had a similar shape to one! Samira picked up the key-shaped leaf and twisted it, once, twice, and then the door unlocked! She finally saw Nursery Road again after 5 hours of being in the greenhouse! Aah, this road is so familiar, she thought. 2 years later,
Wow, how nice is my beautiful garden, remember those days when I kept forgetting to water my plants, Samira thought.
From that greenhouse trip, I learnt to always remember to water my plants.
A few hours later, Samira arrived at a busy garden nursery to get even more plants, and she stopped at a metal, brown, rusty door at the back of the building. Samira gazed at the door for a long period of time, thinking whether she will go through or not. But this door might lead to an authorised personnel only room, or it might be the perfect opportunity to stop me from killing all my plants, Samira thought. You know what, I might just enter it. she thought. Samira carefully opened the door and went down a granite staircase. It seemed to be a greenhouse inside! She noticed the bright red spathes and rotting smell of a corpse flower, the terrifying spines of a venus fly trap, and the intricate shapes of pitcher plants. It was completely silent. There are no animals or people, besides Samira. The carnivorous plants must have taken over. Walking through the greenhouse, Samira wondered how the plants were thriving. There was no sign of any water, or insects. I wonder if this is magical, Samira thought. She had never seen as many carnivorous plants before. But suddenly, when she walked along the path to the other end of the greenhouse, a mysterious glow of green light came out of the path. Immediately after the mysterious beam of green light, several pitcher plants withered right before Samira’s eyes. Then a corpse flower, a sundew and a Venus flytrap did the same. Why is this happening? Samira thought. I need to rescue them now! It all relies on her to keep the plants thriving. But how? she thought. She tried saying magic words. “Abracadabra!”. That didn’t work, hmm, Samira thought. Light. Samira turned on her torch on her mobile phone. That didn’t make them look better. Aha! WATER! she contemplated. But there was no water sources. Eureka, there is water droplets, on the pitcher plants, and inside the corpse flower! Samira realised in her mind. She scraped some water droplets off the pitchers. Then she nervously followed the rotting smell, and came to the red corpse flower. She positioned her hands like a scoop, and extracted some of the water. Samira then carefully walked around, and gave the plants a watering. She watered them over again, until they were looking a bit happier. Aha! I don’t water my plants at home, she thought. Now that’s a positive thing. Hmm, but how could I return home and start gardening, Samira thought. She couldn’t get out of this greenhouse. Hmm, there could be a key, she thought. After walking around the greenhouse for a bit, she spotted the perfect key! A leaf that had a similar shape to one! Samira picked up the key-shaped leaf and twisted it, once, twice, and then the door unlocked! She finally saw Nursery Road again after 5 hours of being in the greenhouse! Aah, this road is so familiar, she thought. 2 years later,
Wow, how nice is my beautiful garden, remember those days when I kept forgetting to water my plants, Samira thought.
From that greenhouse trip, I learnt to always remember to water my plants.