Moon garden

Benji, Wash the dishes”,snapped his mum. “but mum I’m watering the garden”,wined Benji. “it can wait!”, said his mum with an aggravated tone “WASH THE DISHES!”. “Fine”, mumbled Benji. Later that night Benji was alone in his room when he once again wished on his Wishing star as he slowly drifted into a deep sleep.“Where am I ?”, thought benji as he wondered around his strange surroundings. Just out of the corner of his eye he saw a small weak flower pulsing with a soft red glow. He had never seen such a beautiful flower in his life. So day after day night after night he nurtured the little flower bud until one day finally his hard work payed off. He had just woken up and had his breakfast. Benji went to water the flower when he noticed it had bloomed. The little red flower was dripping with golden pollen. It seemed as if the flower was calling him to drink the pollen. Like it could sense his presence. He did as the flower instructed he felt a surge of power rush through him. “I am the flower You have now taken the responsibility to guard me, you will protect me with your life”, the loud booming voice said. “Ok”, he responded timidly.just then a tall shadowy figure loomed over him “give me the flower.”it said in a low gravely voice. “Run!” He heard the voice of the flower again.