A story, Tree House

Tree House

Once upon a time there lived a boy. His name was John. His mother died 2 year ago. His father was a very kind helpful person. His father’s name was Kevin. He loved John a lot. John had an idea about building a tree house in the backyard. He had thousands of ideas in his head. He had dreamed it so many times and he knew how it should look. He had drawn many pictures of his dream tree house and was wondering about them. He hung them around his bedroom. Some of his drawing had a television and a kitchen inside. He liked the yellow color and thought it was the perfect color for the outside of the tree house. He pictured red trim around the windows, and a red door.

“I wish I had my own tree house” he thought one day, while tossing a soccer ball back and forth in his hands

At that very moment he thought of a great idea.” I know what I’ll do! Ill builds my own tee house! I’ll ask my dad and my best friend Tom to help me out.”

He ran from his room being happy over his brilliant idea. He didn’t want to waste a second looking his dad.

“Dad, I would like to build my own tree house. Could you please help me build it? Please, please, please?” pleaded john.

His dad replied, “I’ll help you but after I finish up here, and then the two of us will sit down and make a list of things we’ll need to build your tree house.”

John was overjoyed and could not wait till morning. “I’m gonna call Tom and ask him to come over here to help!”

Tom was excited about building the tree house. He told John that he would be happy to help him building the tree house.

That night john could not even sleep. He was thinking about his tree house.

Early in the next morning, he jumped out of the bed, pulled on his clothes and went downstairs.

“Dad? Dad! Are we ready to start building our tree house? “,Asked john as he went in to the kitchen.

“as soon as Tom gets here and after you finish eating your breakfast, we’ll go over to the shop and see about getting everything we are going to need today.I’m going to teach you and tom about the tree house project from start to finish, “said his dad.

“There are lots of things we are going to have to get. We need nails, paints, wood, safety glasses and a few tools too. I’ll show you the different kinds of wood and different types of paint so you’ll learn which ones will be right for your tree house, “he said, as he looked at the list they ”d made out yesterday afternoon.

Just then the doorbell rang

“It’s Tom! “Yelled johns, as he ran open the door.

Tom was dressed much like John. They were wearing old jeans, Old t shirts and sneakers.

John’s dad looked at his watch. The shop is opening pretty soon.”OK boys, “he called. “Let’s go get our supplies”.

So the three of them marched toward the shop and bought the things they wanted to build a tree house.

John picked out his red and yellow paint, and let tom help pick out some of boards and nails.

John knew exactly in which tree should he build his tree house.

It wasn’t a tall tree, but rather a short tree. It was the first tree which john had ever climbed.

”Come on boys. We should start our work before the day is gone,” called Johns dad.

John’s dad handed each a pair of safety glasses to protect their eyes. John and tom held the wood while John’s dad measured and marked the board.

Time went by fast. It wasn’t long before the tree house had walls, a floor, windows and a roof. Next, the boys helped with the door and trim. Eight pieces of wood were added up the trunk of the tree as a ladder for safe climbing. John could not wait to start painting

By noon they had almost finished their work. All the three of them was staring at the tree house. “It’s the coolest tree house I have ever seen” said Tom. “It’s just like the one I have always dreamed about,” said John with a smile.

“You see beautiful dreams. I think I’ll dream of getting a new baseball glove tonight”, laughed Tom

“You boys should be proud of all your hard work. You can start painting right after the lunch” said Kevin.

After they finished their lunch each of them took a paint brush and started to paint. John started painting the outside yellow and Tom was painting the door red.

Then the boys switched. John climbed inside the tree house and painted the walls yellow. Tom carefully took his turn into the ladder and painted the outside trim red .As they painted, they laughed and giggled. They talked about will they do inside their tree house.

Just as the sunset, the boy finished painting. John’s tree house was finally done. The boys called Kevin to see their finished work.

“What a great job you have done painting all by yourselves!” Marveled john’s dad. “Alright,”he said we’ll let the paint dry tonight and then you can play in your tee house tomorrow. Right now though, I think it’s time to take a bath.

John and tom was splattered with yellow and red paint. John looked funny with his brown hair speckled with yellow dots and the tip of Tom’s nose was covered with red paint and he just looked like a funny clown of circus.

“I think I should better go home. Thank you for such a enjoyable day. “said Tom. He had spent the whole day working in the John’s tree house.

John thanked his father and his best friend tom for helping him. Before Tom going home. John quickly made him promise to come over again tomorrow. John wanted Tom to be the first person to enter his tree house.

Late that night, when everyone was sleeping, John crawled out of the bed and went over to his bedroom window. He rested his elbows on the windows still and looked out across the moonlight yard towards the his little tree house. John let his eyes travel up to the starry night sky and then he took a deep breath. The scent of fresh paint still hung in the air.

John gave a last look, and then he turned and climbed back into his bed. Seven years old john snuggled into the covers and closed his eyes. There was a tired little smile on his face as he drifted off to sleep. “Wishes really come true”, he thought.

It was the morning, John got down from his bed and went downstairs and ran to his new build tree house and climbed into it. He was looking for his friend Tom he was a bit late but he came and both of them climb to the tree with the ladder. So they climb to it and they reached the highest place of it and they were amazed by seeing the place and there appeared a ghost in front of them. They were both shocked.

“I won’t hurt you both” said the ghost in a kind voice. The ghost told them to follow it. So they followed the ghost and the ghost took them to a place where they have never been. There were angels and fairies. But then john heard someone was calling by his name, at once when opened his eyes his father was in front of him.

“John, John wake up Tom is waiting for you” said his father. John got down from his bed and drank milk. He went to the washroom and hurried downstairs. Both of them climbed to the tree house. It was a cool place and both of them were very happy. John had an idea to make the tree house beautiful by decorating it. So he ran to the kitchen to get permission from his dad. His dad said it is ok but be careful if your leg slips you will fall down. John was overjoyed and took some stuff from his room to decorate his tree house and both of them decorated the house before the sunset. So even today they could not play in their tree house. Then Tom left home because it was getting dark. John had many idea in his mind. He even thought of taking a television to his tree house but he knew that his father won’t give permission to do this and he did not want to go and ask his dad because he knew that his dad will give him thousands of reason why he should not take a television up there. So from his bedroom window he was looking at his tree house thinking what he can do. He even thought of taking a radio but later he thought it was useless

The next day, early in the morning he woke up and climbed to the tree house and he looked at his tree house it was empty. He brought some video games from his room and some equipment from the kitchen. He made a bed with wood because his father didn’t let him to take a bed up there. He asked his father to let him  stay one night with Tom up in the tree house. His father did not wish to let him spend one night there. But John did not give up he kept troubling his father. So after a long time his father gave him the permission to spend one whole night in his tree house and his father gave him a mobile phone and told him that if you feel afraid just call and let me know. So I can come here. So John took his needed things and went up to the tree house. Even Tom came to stay with his needed things.

Now he was up in the tree house and he was enjoining the beauty of the night and saw shooting stars in the sky. John was a brave boy.

At about half past nine Tom fell asleep but John was trying to sleep but he could not sleep. Then he saw something appearing before him. There was a little light and in there, he saw an unclear statue. Then john looks carefully and the statue became clearer and took a shape of women, the face was familiar but he could not remember whose face that was. After some moment he remembered it was his dead mom.  She had come to talk with him and she told that she was his dead mom and wanted to talk to her son and she talked to john till late night and gave some advices to him. She said to be a good child and love your dad. She told him that she loves them both a lot, misses them and watch what they do. Then she told about a handkerchief in her drawer of dressing table. She said after she was gone, no one touches her stuff. But she made a handkerchief before the day she died and wished to give it to him. But she could not because she died before giving it to him. Now she is in another world. She took permission for one night to be with him and she had to go. She told John to take the handkerchief. Hearing this John started crying and said he won’t let her go. He also said if she really had to go then he will come. His mother said “you can’t come now, your father will be left alone, he lost me and if you come he will lose you too”. Then John said ‘in that case you can’t go, you will stay”, his mother knew John would not agree. So she started singing a sweet song. Hearing that john felled asleep, she kissed John’s forehead and she vanished .When John woke up he was looking for his mom and she was not there. He looked everywhere. John was not sure if it was his mother came night or only he saw a dream. So he decided to check his mother’s dressing table. He opened its drawer. There he saw a nice beautiful red colored handmade handkerchief. He could not believe his eyes. Now he knew it was really his mother. But he also knew no one would believe him. So he kept this as a secret without telling it to anyone even to his father. Then he touches the handkerchief. He felt like touching his mother’s hand and was close to her. The handkerchief had his mothers smell. He knew that his mother was still watching over him, safeguarding him and her love for him will never end. He believed that he would meet her once again and then we would not let her go that time. From that day young John always kept the handkerchief with him for the rest of his life. It made him feel like being close to his mother. That young John then grew old and one day lost his father too.  He kept his father’s watch with him too. And then one day old John died too. He died yesterday. Today I am in his funeral. One week before he died, he wrote a letter describing everything to me. He wished that, when he dies we wanted the handkerchief and watch buried with him and that would make him feel being close to his parents. I could not check his letter because I was busy with my business. But after hearing the news of his death from his son, I read his letter. He also requested me not to inform anything to his family. I kept his word. He told me where he kept his handkerchief and his father’s watch. I buried it with him. Now you must be thinking who am I? I am his childhood friend Tom and I am very glad I helped John make the tree house.

Moral: Love your parents like they love you.