|The Trees of Rose Garden (standard:horror, 1166 words)|
|Author: Alexander C. Quinn||Added: Aug 18 2002||Views/Reads: 1814/1061||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|There are many lessons we can learn from trees.|
The Trees of Rose Garden By Alexander C. Quinn Exactly one week after Jeffrey Liam's tenth birthday, his parents had their very last argument. It was over between Jeff's mother and father and he would go live with his mother in her new apartment. It was the Rose Garden apartment complex, which by the looks of it was named after the small bed of roses in front of the sign. The grounds surrounding the apartments looked very nice. The grass was a brilliant green and cut almost too perfect. There were very few trees throughout the grounds except on the side of Jeff's building. There was a healthy, dark miniature forest of beautiful pine trees. Underneath the trees the ground was dark with leaves and pine needles. There was no grass and many of the trees' roots were exposed through the dark brown dirt. The groundskeepers obviously didn't pay to much attention to the area under those trees, but they sure did keep the lawns as well as the apartments looking great. Inside the apartment was a different story. Jeff and his mother lived in a first floor basement apartment, where half was underground and the other half was above. The orange and yellow carpet covered what felt like a cement floor and had a damp and musty feel to it. The windows were small and high except for the one big window in Jeff's bedroom, which slid open sideways and looked directly at the giant pine trees. Jeff saw it as a door that he could come and go through as he pleased without talking to his mother. Jeff felt resentment towards her for taking him out of his nice house to this weird little apartment. The first night in the new apartment Jeff could not sleep. Every time he lied down he felt a tremendous weight on him. It was as if the weight of the world was on his back. Every time he woke up his mother to tell her she would yell, "Get back to bed." He thought about taking off, climbing out that big window and just leaving forever. Unable to sleep or even relax, Jeff just stayed up all night looking out the window. Looking over at the trees he became mesmerized by them. They began to look fake, almost plastic and seemed to have their own peaceful energy. It was about two in the morning, the latest Jeff had ever stayed up, when he noticed something. The roots that were already exposed beneath the trees began moving. Other roots started coming out of the ground interweaving and growing all around. Jeff was amazed and couldn't take his eyes off the magical trees. This must be a dream, he wanted to go out and play with the trees and be embraced by those warm, beckoning roots. Jeff watched the tress for what seemed to be all night. He didn't even remember going to bed. He felt extremely tired when he woke up bright and early to go to school. Even though he moved he didn't have to change schools. That was a huge relief, because without his best friend Eric he wouldn't know what to do. That day at school he told Eric about what he saw last night and, of course, Eric didn't believe him. He just laughed at Jeff and called him stupid. Jeff had to show him, so he invited him Eric to sleep over Friday night. Then he could show him the trees and prove to Eric that he isn't stupid. Every night that week was the same, Jeff stayed up and watched the magical trees and their roots dance and grow. They would move all night and rest all day. Everyday they were in different patterns along the ground but no one seemed to notice or pay any attention to them. Then Friday night came around and Eric was at Jeff's house. They went out to the trees during the afternoon and nothing happened. This was the first time Jeff had ever been near the trees and wasn't sure what to expect. Although they appeared to be normal pine trees, Jeff knew they weren't. Eric walked over the oddly shaped roots, started climbing one of the trees and calling Jeff stupid. Jeff stood back and watched. He was afraid of the strange, giant pine trees and their forbidden dark shadows. After climbing the trees and taunting Jeff, Eric joined him for dinner. Jeff's mother cooked up a classic America gourmet meal of hotdogs and macaroni and cheese. During dinner Jeff remained quiet because he knew that tonight Eric would see the tress come alive and would never call Click here to read the rest of this story (38 more lines)
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