A Special Blade of Grass. (standard:humor, 1024 words)
Author: Oscar A Rat	Added: Jul 26 2020	Views/Reads: 1054/732	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Not all grass is the same. I befriended this special blade.

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We stayed together all winter, until spring began to warm things up
outside. Then, one day, I woke up to find its original pot had a dozen 
little sprouts sticking out of the soil, each one looking like its 
parent.  I also found a note next to that pot. 

In a childish hand, letters lopsided and of different sizes, it said. 
"Sorry, Charlie, but we have to go. Please find a space outside where 
we have room to grow and away from you people.  Find a place to plant 
me and the children."  Of course, there were a lot of misspellings, but 
that was the gist of the message. 

I spent about a week searching, finally finding an abandoned farm with a
patch of woods behind it.  My savings, and all I could borrow, went for 
a dozen large bags of rock salt. 

That night,  I took my family out there and planted them. It was with a
sad feeling that I gave my friend a tearful hug, it reciprocating with 
a gentle hug of its own, wiping my tears away with a soft tender blade. 


I visited occasionally over that summer, always receiving a welcome from
my friend and its children clutching at me as I left. Eventually, 
though, life moves on and I was forced to work in a distant city.  
Actually hold down a job or face jail, he-he. 

One day I'll go back to say hello. I often wonder how they're making
out. It's a true story, believe it or not.


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