Learning about bugs is not that easy at all. I learned that a bug's life can be very hard. Recently my grandmother died a few days ago and I still miss her very much.

Then Father gave me a few things that were once hers, a wooden staff and a bow that has a symbol of a butterfly. He then said to me, "Grandmother would want you to have those Iris, that way, she'll always be close to you at heart." I got sad and hugged my father and he said, "I miss her too sweetie, you know exploring the garden might cheer you up."

I smiled and said, "Thanks Dad. I'll give it a try." I must say that walking the garden in our yard is a calming thing to do. Then while I was walking pass a flower field, I noticed my grandmother's staff and bow starting to glow.

I got confused all of a sudden and looked at the flower field. Something was coming up and I think there's land that seems to be bigger than me. Like almost bug size or something. I walked closer and then my grandmother's staff dragged me to that land.

I looked back and the portal closed behind me. Oh no. How will I get home now? There must be a way or something.