Back to Reality

That little girl,
in a blue dress with yellow frills.
Running in the fields of poppies, bluebells, buttercups. A smile sprouts on her face
the flowers smell of honey and sweets that give you a little taste of heaven.
the wind blows her golden locks across her face, only causing her to giggle.
the sun warming the flowers, waking them up and giving them life.
she spots one noticeable flower.
A rose. a dead rose.
she picks it out of the ground and everything goes dark.
All the flowers, dead.
The sun, gone.
the fields, overshadowed by darkness.
her dress is gone, replaced with stained pants and an old filthy shirt. her hands covered in blood, and the stench of trash fills her nostrils.
Her hair is messy and tangled.
Tears pour out of her eyes when she hears screams coming from her house. Her dad had another bad day at work and comes outside to where she is standing. He calls her name, and she notices a beer bottle in his hand, and a smile on his face.
Back to Reality.

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