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John looked at his mother, he could see tired seeing him in his gaze. He had gone to a different place, nothing that was out of this world, or at least that's how it was all there, without anmbim this place would exchange his life forever. So sitting next to him, preparing to talk about what he did and saw.

Mama - I started saying - I come from a different place, many talk about him. Where the rivers seem to nectar and the trees are magical.

His mother observed him by processing the information received, then I ask - really? Where is? it is real?

John affirmed - of course it is real mama. However, it is not easy to get to the place. I had to go through the forests fighting the predators. The road was not easy at all, I was close to getting back and returning.

When you arrived, what did you see or found? - I ask his mother while watching him with a hopeful look.

Trees - It was John's response - many trees, beautiful trees in different shapes, colors and sizes. With fruits that seemed to be full of magic, because I ate one and then I felt healthier than ever, as if I had reborn.-

John's mother couldn't help looking at him with amazement and joy and ask- So why did you not swallow at least one of those fruits you say are full of magic? They would help a lot to heal.

John could not help diverting his eyes with penalty and sadness - I can't mom, that place has great and fierce guardians, who asked me and warned that I couldn't bring anything from that place with me. They have their rules and must respect them.

So why were you? - She asked.

I went to look for a cure for you - John said - You are everything, you have been my support, my rock especially since Pope is not. You are fighting with this disease with such courage and fierceness that I could not bear to see you so without being able to do even the attempt to help you.

The mother gave him a weakest smile - my child, you are the best son. Unfortunately I don't need the fruits. I am reaching my end, and that is fine, it is natural. So is life, I just care that you are here, with me.

John could not avoid it and gave him a great and loving hug - I will be with you until the end Mama, it is a promise.

And so, the time and mother of John went down more and more. In spite of that I never stop smiling. Her son accompanied her to the end as promised, she on the other hand thanked him to be entrusted with the secret of the trees with healing fruits.

After his mother died, John returned to the mysterious place. But on this occasion he brought with him a seed of one of the trees. He decided to make the seed near the tomb of his breast, is over time and gave fruits as bright as the stars.

The people of the town where John lived began to visit the tree, using their fruits as relief for their diseases. After this John became the Guardian of the place, not forgetting at any time his mother's words: the only thing that matters is that you are with me.

Time and mysterious place were spent becoming a shelter for all those with hopes to heal. John also learned in itself that magic was not in the fruits, but in the power that love, hope and compassion that we dare to share with others have.

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