Anecdote Project


When I was a child, I often dreamed that we have a secret garden just like in the movies The Secret Garden. I admire on how much the garden looked like, luscious flowers, greenish greens and trees – it’s the place where I can rest and calm myself but sadly I we don’t have any garden and my imagination is the only way I can have my secret garden.

Even though I can only imagine this kind of scenery, it makes my thinking clearer and calmer and that’s perhaps my perfect oasis

Daily Prompts – Post A Day : Oasis


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