100 wc week # 21
The Magic Seeds My grandmother has a really green thump and loves to grow things, so before she died, she gave me these lush, aquamarine seeds that gave a luminous sparkle when I held it up to the sun. She told me to plant them on March twenty-first in the garden and then someting magical will happen. I did as she told and on March twenty- first, I sprinted to the graden and planted the seeds one by one. Right when the seeds brushed the ground, I saw many trees sprouting and they moved towards me, I saw many of my ancestors in tree form who died and one was my grandmother . . . . .