Across the Pond

Across the Pond

A Story by Dorita

  Across the Pond
  Across the pond was where I wanted to live because it was so pretty and beautiful. A family lived there and they looked so happy. I wanted that for myself and choose to move there one fall day. I packed my things and set off for my new adventure.
  I paid the money it took to rent this house and then moved right next door to this family. They came over for meals and we quickly became friends. Then some time passed and I wondered why I wasn't happier. I had moved where a family lived who were happy.
  So one day I asked the man living next door why he was so happy and I wasn't.
  "I always see you happy. Why is that?"
  "I have God and the family He's given me that make me happy"
  "So it's not the house, or the green grass, or the stream running through?"
  "No, that is nice but it is the ones I love around me that love and support me no matter what happens that God gave me"
  I smile and think about my family then and run to my house and call them and let them know I love them and then smile up to the sky later and thank God for the ones I love.
  

© 2015 Dorita


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Added on June 26, 2015
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Dorita
Dorita

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I'm a redhead that loves writing and travelling. I grew up in a smaller town and now live in the big city. But deep down I'm a country girl who loves horses and open fields. more..