Write a story where flowers play a central role.

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“Roses” by Olivia C.

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There were roses everywhere.Roses littered a dirt road and damp grass; were held in shaking hands; dropped into a hole in the wet earth with no one thinking about how they would just die and shrivel up soon enough: Death accompanying the dead. Around me, rational thought did not exist: tears dripped down flushed faces and caught like wildfire as they leaped from cheek to cheek, sending a hailstorm of droplets from the sky as the ground bathed in the salty onslaught. I couldn't bear being here a moment longer, but as my eyes drifted...

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“TRIP TO FLOWERLAND” by Sivaram Govindaraj

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Planet Gaia2 is earth’s twin but is evolving about 8 centuries behind. In the kingdom of Anaka in Gaia2, there lived a woman named Slim. Slim she was as her name suggested. She was tall and fair and attractive with her abundant hair swept back and tied into knots. She wore the same dress of the kingdom which only covered her, waist down. She had been married to a man named Spark and they had lived a happy life. Spark was an adventurous type and one day decided to visit a kingdom where he was told the mountain sent up red hot rock very often....

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“In Bloom, You Wither” by Paul Ferguson

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Tulips. Always were one of his favorites. The gate up to his family estate lay open, flanked on both sides by flowers in bloom. Daffodils, buttercups and of course a wide array of tulips. None like the one I possessed however. The dreary mood about me had been alleviated somewhat, gazing at his cultivated beauty, but it still hurt to know what came next. Walking up to the house, guards were stationed at every entrance per my instruction, having already scouted ahead in-case of some trickery. Yet, Domenico was not a man to deceive even the ...

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“Mae Flower” by Marie Maher

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“OK, so my parents, who I admit should have known better, decided to christen me May. I can hardly help that, can I? I did the only thing I could do, which was to change the ‘y’ to an ‘e’. Yes, I know it’s still pronounced ‘May’! What’s wrong with Mae Flower? Oh, well, if you don’t want to take me on, that’s your loss, not mine!” Mae switched off her phone and gave a little scream of exasperation. “Mum and Dad, how could you!” she yelled, to no-one in particular, her anguish reverberating around the walls of her little flat. She’d reall...

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“Crocuses” by Ananya Voss

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The broken droplets of glass seemed to shatter and shimmer within her ears; not only was the sound a discordant jangle but also the sharp tiny pin pricks of the cruel edges of this rolling underpass she was travelling down were mercilessly rubbing and crushing within her ear drum. Leena rolled her head from side to side on the edge of sleep and awakening, attempted to shake herself out of the cold, suffocating tunnel with the barbarous spikes; pointy fingers were slowly closing in on her. She tossed and wriggled around, trying to open her st...

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“The Crocus” by Victoria Overstreet

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I have been below ground all winter patiently waiting among the roots and frozen Earth. While the trees changed their colors and dropped their leaves as if waving so long- rest well, as they go into their yearly hibernation. The sunlight disappeared from the sky earlier and earlier in the day. The last cool breaths of Autumn giving way to the dusk of the year, we bedded down to await more lively times.Winter was long and cold this year, the pressures of the blanket of snow and leaf litter kept me safe from the harshest of it. I miss witnessi...

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“A Dozen Red Roses” by Sage M

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Her fingers tightened around the stem of the rose. One of the stems pricked her finger, a small drop of blood gathering on the tip of her index finger. The sharp sting was the first encounter she had with the beautiful flower, gifted to her by her parents for her graduation. She smiled brightly in her photos anyways, ignoring the small prick. Her future lied ahead of her, and the rose in her hands was a keepsake she would keep for the rest of her life. The second rose, another gift, was one gifted by a stranger at the park. He had b...

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“Stems” by Chris D

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She loves him not. He sets the daisy stem in his box, leaning back against the tree. The box is full of bare stems, of imaginary rejections that have never actually been given. All those petals doing it for her. A car door slams. He tucks the behind himself out of her line of view. She doesn't need to see his collection of cowardice. "Hi Icarus!" she calls out, attempting to collect all of her shopping bags in her arms. She lives on the second floor above him, and he knows how much she hates making a second trip. He thinks it's b...

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“Cornish Heath” by John Del Rio

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Nellie was near the rear of the shoppe when her aunt opened the door for the killer. It was a little past normal closing time for Flowry. That is the name of the thriving floral boutique that is run by her aunt. Nellie has worked there for several years. The front door to Flowry was a milky glass; this did not lend itself to knowing who was on the other side of the portal. There were two large windows to either side of the door; but if you didn’t see who was coming, through one of those windows, then it was a surprise when they ent...

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“The Meadow's Insight” by R. B. Leyland

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This one is another about a character in a book I'm currently writing. Hope you enjoy!Blades of grass danced to the wind’s song, tickling Aldred’s ankles in a not unpleasant way. The meadow somehow always held it’s dazzling beauty, even when the winter came and the flowers died. But in spring it was so vibrant, so alive, he could almost feel it’s personality filling him with love. It was that, or the image of perfection that walked alongside him, a radiant smile gracing her features, dimples on her rosy cheeks and a small button nose sitting...

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“sunflower” by Niké A.

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His eyes were closed but the boy could still feel the sun beating down on his face. He willed his racing thoughts to silence and instead mindlessly basked in the heat of the sunset. Crickets began to chirp from their hiding spots in the tall grass, a hearty chorus taking hold in the otherwise calm evening air. A car horn blared somewhere in the distance, but the boy couldn't be bothered to care at that moment. For the first time in a long time, life was simple and he was content with that. After a while, the boy rolled...

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“Flowers” by Joy Toku

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King Williams II who was the 12th king of the Union village had a daughter called Flora II. She got her name from Flora the First. Flora was a pretty and intelligent girl who loves to learn more about the things around her and beyond. Curiosity was her strength, and this habit of hers gave her a chance to learn more about her family line. Long ago in the land of Union, flowers were used to express feeling and spread love. People expressed their feelings based on the type of flower they had and how the flower looked at the moment. However, ...

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“Garden Life” by Anita Neal

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The sun shone brightly upon the earth below as greenery and life awoke from a long winter’s nap.“Susan. Hey, how are you? It is so good to see you again this year. How was your nap?"“It was good Daisy, how was yours?”“It was good. Feels so great to stretch towards the warmth of the sun.”“It looks like you have a part there that is not wanting to stretch out.”“It was a hard winter. I had ice packed in all around me. Hoping the sun will tease it on out.”“Well, hello there my little beautiful friends.”“Foxy, how in the world are you? Good to se...

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“Another Season” by Julia Abelsohn

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Marnie opens the blinds and the sunshine is so dazzling that she has to shield her eyes. There hasn’t been much sun for months and as she looks outside she sees the ravages of winter in the garden. The lavender looks like it might not bounce back this year and there are no signs of the tulips yet. She wonders how many of them will make it as the squirrels were extra tenacious last fall. Still, there might be a few hardy ones that survived and Marnie says a little silent prayer for their welfare. It was Claire that had the natural fla...

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“Silver Trowel” by Marcia H.

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“What do you think?” Thema looked at her friend, Drea as they looked at Thema’s garden in the front yard of her house. “Thema your garden is beautiful. Do you think that you will win the Silver Trowel award this year?” “I am going to try. You know that Ayanan has won it five years in a row and I am so glad that she is not entering this contest this year. It’s time to give someone else a chance.” Thema replied. Drea was so jealous. The only thing that seemed to grow in her garden was weeds. She would give anything to actually grow...

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Write a story where flowers play a central role.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 278 stories

“Roses” by Olivia C.

“TRIP TO FLOWERLAND” by Sivaram Govindaraj

“In Bloom, You Wither” by Paul Ferguson

“Mae Flower” by Marie Maher

“Crocuses” by Ananya Voss

“The Crocus” by Victoria Overstreet

“A Dozen Red Roses” by Sage M

“Stems” by Chris D

“Cornish Heath” by John Del Rio

“The Meadow's Insight” by R. B. Leyland

“sunflower” by Niké A.

“Flowers” by Joy Toku

“Garden Life” by Anita Neal

“Another Season” by Julia Abelsohn

“Silver Trowel” by Marcia H.

🌟 Similar prompts

Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

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Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

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