Sweetness of Bitterness

Chapter 4: The Little Flower

The weather seems good today, the sky is clear and the sun shows its beautiful brilliance. I am so excited to walk outside the field with my little flower. I wear my slippers, comb my hair and look myself in the mirror. The mirror reflects its character and shows me his beautiful smile. When things are now settled, I hold my little flower’s right hand; we step out together in happiness and excitement. We are both excited to see the sun. I let go of her hands as we reached the place and let her wave with the wind. As she walks through the grassy field of where we are standing, I am just at a distance where I can only reach her with my sight. She looks very lovely and lively; white skin, pinkish lips and teary eyes make the totality of the bliss of her presence. I feel comforted every time I see her. She is my little flower that makes my day. While playing with the dragon flies, a snake suddenly comes out behind her from the grass and bites her left lower leg. I am shocked when I saw my little flower was bitten by the snake. I do not know what to do. My muscles compressed and I feel the difficulty of breathing and I cannot able to move until I see her falling on the ground. I run to her with tears, hold her back and tell her if she is all right. She doesn’t speak and she only looks at me. The longer she stares at me with no words to hear from her, the more I am being terrified to what will happen next. Her muscles started to turn into stone and her eyes never get to close again and when I touch her chest, it never dances again. The tears from my eyes started to flow and never stops until evening came. The people seek and find us; they found us and came in great number. I am still in great desolation when I heard one of the crowd said that I murder my sister.

It was six months ago since the last time I see my little flower. Mom and dad knew that it was a snake bite that killed my sister. Dad knows and understands that it was only an accident but the pain is still scratching his heart as he remembers Beverly. Things are getting tougher and tougher. Since the day Beverly died, mom and dad are getting worst with their relationship. I feel that I was the one who killed my sister. I never thought that everything will come this way. I know I can never change history and the only thing that I can do for now is to accept the present and live for it. I wake up early in the morning to prepare my things for school. Why is it I am much excited to go to school than to stay here? I feel no place here as if I do not belong here and I am only a stranger. When I get to the school and found the room, I see that my classmates are intensely looking at me and it was so strange that they are all look pale. The ground suddenly shakes and the room becomes darker and darker so I turn behind to run away through the door but I saw a woman standing in front of it. She is so tall to look at; her skin is brown, short hair and blazing eyes.