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Write a story where flowers play a central role.

Posted in Spring on Oct 26, 2022

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“An Orchid” by Bri Dunigan

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My family was good with flowers. The only thing Grandma had been able to grow consistently were the many varieties of florals and ferns that wound around the property fence and weaved across the lawn, leaving gentle lines surrounding the house. It was like living in a fairy ring, or her protective spell. Dad had inherited her love of nature, but his obsession was with those smaller flowers that beckoned the coming of food. He grew all sorts of fruits and vegetables, and grew them well too, something even Grandma had failed to achieve. Aunty...

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“Mr. George and his Flowers” by Jeba Sahana

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Mr. George and his Flowers It was late October when Mr. George brought some Lily bulbs from a man who was unable to grow them. He was very delighted to plant them. "Welcome to the George mansion babies", George said to the bulbs as he planted it in a flower pot. " Welcome to our family, baby bulbs.", every other plant in Mr. George's nursery said to the new members. George lived in his house alone after his wife's death. They didn't have any child as well. So after two years of his wife's death he thought to start a family with plan...

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“Alone With The Flowers 🌺 ” by ʟɪʟᴍᴇᴏᴡ ᴍᴇᴏᴡ

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A sweet smell and aroma filled the air...what could it be? The aroma led 7 year old Lily to a garden, filled with various plants, some flowers included such as violets, daisies, roses, sunflowers, and tulips; but the fragrant smell was coming from the flower section of the garden, it seemed so exceptional that Lily thought she was dreaming. The nectar started having an impact. The sweetness looked like it was dancing around her as if it was a never ending blaze of inextinguishable fire; was this really a dream although it seemed so real?7 ye...

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“Wither ” by Tanisha Alby

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‘’The flowers my lord, they have seemed to droop even more so than yesterday.’’‘’Nonsense Vinsel, they seem perkier than ever.’’‘’My lord please, action must be taken, your denial of the flowers Is causing more pain.’’‘’Vinsel please, what else will I do if I don’t deny it.’’‘’Seek help my lord!’’‘’Enough nonsense Vinsel you know nothing can change this, now leave me and the flowers.’’‘’As you wish my lord.’’The slow steps of Vinsel leaving caused a soft breeze to be placed on the back of my bare neck, the feeling soothed me. The door closed...

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“"The Man Who Lived in a Big City"” by Sofia Lugo

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Some time ago, there was a man who lived in a big city- he lived for his work where others work to live their lives. He was cold to people and did not have any friends of his own- he would prefer to be alone. Oh, but when he was young- he was kind, generous and open, something so foreign to him now. When 6 years-old, the boy lived with his grandmother- Every noon they would visit the beautiful garden full of flowers and different plants, in which he would pick flowers and arrange them for his Grandmother’s kitchen counter -as he knew she lo...

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“Petals” by Moon 🌙

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This story is just for fun, but feel free to read it if you would like!(I DO NOT want to win this contest, or any, it is just for fun 😜)~Petals~By Toca Fox"Bye boss! Have a great weekend!""Goodbye, Caroline! You as well!"The sun beats down on my skin as I leave the antique shop and look down at my Fitbit and scan the top of the screen to see the time 4:21pm. Perfect! Just in time to get back to the my apartment and get ready for my interview at 5. The clouds above me growl and whistle howls of wind as if telling me they are about to open up....

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“Traded Daffodils for a Kingdom of Ash and Bone” by Isabelle Saadatmand

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   The flowers aren’t as beautiful as everyone says they are. Sure, they’re beautiful, but after staring at them for so long I can’t think of them that way anymore. They’re just boring, and they’re all I ever see. My mother says I must stay in the garden, I’m safe here. I shouldn’t complain, it’s not a prison or anything. There is plenty of space and kind creatures that roam around. I’ve made friends with the dryads and nymphs, so I’m not lonely, I’m just bored. All I ever do is garden, and while this place is magnificent, onc...

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“A Girl, A Stranger, and A Bouquet” by Asha Iyer

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Three months is equal to 92 days. It is a long period to spend waiting at the exit of a metro station, with a bouquet of red roses in hand and a silent appeal in the eyes. Each day was a fresh reminder of past rejections. Hope, in those days, was just a passing emotion that I momentarily experienced around 6.30 in the evening on weekdays.I am not new to rejections. It is such a natural part of my life that I now look upon acceptance with great suspicion. No one says ‘yes’ these days without a motive of self-interest. The first time I knew re...

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“Mine Be” by Cara H

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Mine Be Mystic Gallery “Let us have a little fun with this place, Yadira,” Nyarlathotep suggested to his daughter, spinning in a rapid pirouette, and trading his sharp royal blue ensemble for a zoot suit composed of wild patches of colors and patterns seamlessly woven together. “The good Princess Ondina wished for this gallery to be a place where visitors could leave their cares behind. As you have observed, each of these paintings is the gateway to a wonderful world, but none of these worlds is our world. Let us create a gateway to our very...

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“The Names of the Rose” by Kathleen March

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No le toquéis ya más, que así es la rosa(Don't touch it any more; that's what the rose is like.)Juan Ramón JiménezA Rose is a Rose is a Rose.Gertrude SteinThe lily has a smooth stalk,Will never hurt your hand;But the rose upon her briarIs lady of the land.Christina Georgina RosettiJe vois la vie en rose.(The world is rose-colored to me.)Édith PiafI am always being given horrendous assignments in this job. Maybe I should quit and get a different one, a better one, one that wouldn’t send me into mad mood swings all the time. Just when I had re...

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“April Flowers” by Alanna Molzahn

Submitted to Contest #86

She liked the spring flowers the most – tulips, daffodils, bluebells. She didn’t find those too often. There were an abundance of roses and lilies, typical flowers for the dead. As she walked amongst the rows of gravestones, she wondered why more people didn’t bring wildflowers for their loved ones, or even plant them on top of the bodies. She had mixed feelings about the artificial flowers that some people left. On one hand, they could never die. But to Amina it seemed like a taunt for the dead: here is something that will never die, unlike...

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“A rose by any other name” by Pamela Berglund

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It is 5:47 in the morning and I awaken to the sweet silence of the morning.  There is the peek of sun shining through a small window and its brightness bounces off the glass in front of me.  It takes me a moment to understand why I am feeling so alive.  And then I realize today is March 20, 2021 and the date and time remind me that it is the first day of spring. Spring is when everyone comes alive again.  They want to forget the long cold days of winter; the massive  snow storms in the north, the tornadoes and torr...

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“Marigold” by Joss S

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Elaine descended the stairs and rounded the corner to the kitchen. She washed her hands in the kitchen sink. Where is Richard now?  She wondered. She was often losing track of that old man. For a man of almost ninety years, he was still very spry. But he was awfully forgetful, which of course was why she was hired to be his caretaker. Elaine knew exactly where to look for the man though.The door to the garden creaked open as she stepped out into the moist spring air. The garden was the type of place that could make even the coldest of h...

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“NUMBER FORTY FIVE MEMORY LANE” by Claire Tennant

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Jenny sat at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper, for a change. She was always too busy to take the time to read, choosing instead to listen to the radio while she drove, or watch a news broadcast on television in the evening. Her irritation was more evident these days where media speculation took over from reporting the facts. Perhaps it was the school teacher in her, she thought impishly. She glanced up from the newspaper and looked out at the pocket handkerchief sized garden of the home she shared with Hank; the love o...

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“Order of the Iris” by Gracie Davies

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Lindsey likes to talk in code. She sets the vase of irises down onto the overbed table. The mushroom cloud of purples block my view of the hospital room except for the visitor space on my right where an anaemic-pink armchair sags against the wall. She takes a seat on the edge of the cushion. A nurse attends to her routine of adjusting the pipes, tubes, and bleepers that keep me fed, watered, and alive. Soon it will be just Lindsey and me.  ‘Your brother’s a fighter, he is’ I watch the brunette nurse from my paralysed perspective; her ...

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