A barren wasteland|
Once upon a time, in a barren wasteland, in a land far from here, there lived a little seed, surrounded by all of her seed friends. The seed whose name was Emily was frightened, because she had heard the hoot of an owl, which surely meant that she would be eaten.
"Oh, dear!" she cried out, hoping that someone, anyone would hear. But all of her friends were all asleep. Her only answer was the blowing of the wind.
As the darkness of night fell upon the desert, Emily felt a chill run up her spine. She burrowed down into the soft, dry soil, trying to stay warm.
That night, Emily awoke to a clap of thunder. "Oh, no," she thought, "Now how am I going to get up when the sun rises?" Finally after much debating Emily decided to stay in that warm, soft soil. She fell asleep soon after to the patter of raindrops.
Two days after Emily’s decision, she noticed that she had grown "legs". Really the "legs" were roots. Emily wasn’t just a seed she was a PLANT! Days and weeks and months passed. One morning Emily awoke and stretched. She reached up to scratch her now abnormally shaped head. But instead of feeling her hard head, she felt long, soft petals. "I’m a flower," Emily whispered out loud, "I maybe smaller than all my friends, but my beauty inside is what really counts!" And she lived happily ever after.
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