Moonflowers climbed the fence in crooked spirals. Foxglove leaned toward the path like nosy neighbors. A ring of moss she had transplanted from the woods three years ago had finally taken root in the far corner, soft as velvet under her fingertips. She had built everything here herself—the tiny fairy doors glued to tree trunks, the miniature bench made of twigs, the stone path that led to a thimble-sized pond no bigger than her palm.
She knelt in the dirt now, her knees dark with soil, her hands gentle as she checked the moonflower buds. Almost open. Tomorrow night, maybe.
"You're going to be beautiful...," she whispered to them. "i can wait.....even if it means for eternity.....but...i won't give up little fairies"
She stands looks up at the sky....,the moon shines brightly tonight.....she smiles...."later".....
She stands....and walks towards the exit, more dtermined .....she opens the door to her room....the door that connects her hidden garden and her room...she removes her shoes....walks towards her bathroom....and takes a bath...later on she is in a soft pink long nughtgown....,she sits at her study table...her room is small A single bed..., a bedside table, a bookshelf, sone stuff corcheted animal toys, and plushies, sje begins writing her assignment.....she's spent most of her time in searching as always...but she doesn't regret it..., her face rests on her palm...her elbow on table, writing fluently....her mind somewhere else....,then she hears her motherd voice from outside "Zabby,Look who's here to discover with u" ...., she looks at the door.... the door opens....it's Emma, 15 years old 5 feet tall girl, with dark brown curly hairs, soft pink lips, dark brown eyes, she is in a dark blue frock and white sweater..., she walks in towards the garden door... "Say...Zab...did u find those lottle fairies of yours?" ...., Zabeth rolls her eyes... "not yet...but i will" ...emma moves her head in disbelief ..."sure ..." ...she removes her shoes tossing them on floor ....zabeth frowns her eyebrows "Emmmaaaa!!!! show some manners ...i've just did the cleaning"... emman sits on her bed..."anyways ..wassup with math's assignment"... zabeth sighs ... "yeah i'm almost done with that...but..i suck in mathsss" ...emma says "....yeah i know".. zabeth narrows her eyes "thanks for motivation" ...emma says with mocking pride "you're welcome dear.....".. zabeth rolls her eyes "dramatic" ... emma walks towards the door of garden...."say zabeth.....are u done with your "search"..., zabeth rolls her eyes ...yeah am done with that...i couldn't wait for people who do nothing other than disturbing me and making fun of my fairies..." as they are talking zabeth hears a small stone hitting her window... ,she looks infront "wjat was that..." emma says "that was rudee"... zabeth walks towards her window..... she opens it.....sees a small envelop...of golden girl not the gold though and a red stamp...she says "hey emma...what's that"... emma walks towards her ...sees it...says with mock seriousness "wow....an envelop left by fairies.....are u serious zabeth...i'm not a fool...besides i know you're good at crafting things"....