A Peculiar Present

My Flower, My Sister

MY ENGLISH PROJECT

The sun slowly shines through the clouds, whose sunrays are unwilling to give up the journey from the endless abyss of the shining nowhere to the life on the mere surface. It was an indication, a way of expressing the endless possibilities of life awakening. However, the cost of this indication is provided – an infinite necessity to journey forward unto the unknown, either by will or by force. Such is the case of the practical creatures living on the planet. The sunrays gently hid the countryside of Germany, filling the scenery with soft shades of green. Living creatures bounce away, ready to start a new day, a new beginning, to a new world of possibilities.

Possibilities have endless meanings. Perhaps, they mean the various decisions being made by countless creatures. Perhaps, they meant the scenarios that may or may not happen. Perhaps, they are opportunities that people are willing to act upon, but may never reach. Possibilities, they similar to the soft petals of a singular flower that is blooming in a flower patch nearby. They are endless, yet they are worthless. Despite the negativity flowing around the world, aching the hearts of the innocent, possibilities provide some sort of haven. They ensure that there are different opportunities in a modest, yet fatal world. However, how much is one person willing to act to make that opportunity a reality?

Spring has settled the countryside, creating a land filled to the brim with unique creations, breathing and surviving through the power of determination. It is fascinating, in the mind of a mere child. To think that there are creatures that breathe under the same morning sky as they are. Perhaps it is an achievement, to spend that time under the shining sun – wondering and embracing the fact that humans will never be alone in the universe. However, in the minds of the children, it is uniquely different. Hands touched the maroon cream fences, trying to get the texture and the size needed. Then they touched a bush beside the fence, filled with various flowers. Smiles appeared on their faces.

Two brunettes were giggling softly as they both stared at their creation – which was more like their decoration. They both had a project to take care of – taking care of the fence decorations. What they have both planned was a fence and scattered toys around and about, but that did not work – consequently making their aunt displeased with their actions. They've both tried to color those fences, however, their coloring materials were merely crayons and markers. The twin girls decided that they would decorate the fences with flowers. They thought that it would fit with the fences, seeing that there is a flower bush beside it. The brunette with the ponytail turned to the other.

"Adelinda, it looks so pretty," the brunette with the ponytail smiled at her braided twin.

Adelinda huffed in response, "It's missing something."

"I think it's perfect just the way it is," the girl ignored her twin's remark, "Do you think they'll like it?

"They'll like it either way, but something is missing."

"Why?"

Adelinda furrowed her eyebrows, "I don't know."

"What? Why'd you say that?" Her twin touches the fence, admiring it.

"Avila I—"

Suddenly, Adelinda's heart began to beat. It was calm and collecting, however, it was highly unusual for her heartbeat to continue as it is as of the moment. It was as if her heartbeat could be heard all around her. As her heartbeat continued, her emotions of haziness and emptiness began to spike. In the background, she could hear the shouts of her grandma and the conversation that her twin was currently having. She felt like sleeping – wishing that she could give up and take a deep nap. Her vision blurred for a second – her ears rung – her heart ached as if it were trying to move from out of her body. The sounds have blurred from all around her, nothing could be heard – a feeling she hasn't had much experience with.