The garden

 As a garden it's difficult to see yourself grow out of hand, because nobody is taking care of you. A couple of years ago a family lived in the house next to me. Their kids used to play among my plants, scream and laugh. At the time I didn't appreciate it, but now everything is quiet. Aftet the family moved out a lot of daily things became worse. There wasn't someone to take care of me. That led to some plants getting withered and other growing out of control. Me and the house respectesd each other for a long time. It kept safe the family that took care of me and I was the place where they could entertain themseslves. We almost never argued. But over the course of time my uncontrollable growth got too close to the house and started destroying it. Now the area is very unlikely to be resided in again and my relationship with the house is at it's lowest point.