Growing Flowers

Prologue

Over the years, flowers grow each day by us people around the world. I still can't get over the amount of time I had with everyone. mostly in London, England, it was nice and sunny. so many people riding bicycles, children playing a bottle type game to see who can win or not. by this time, everything was going to be changing. by now, I think it's certain that to my surprise everyone just feels to relaxed. I was little at my time, walking by my parents to see tower bridge, it's tall structure with blue beams holding it feels too powerful here. with big ben shinning and ticking every minute you walk by it. flowers always watch you like a sun from the sky. my dad said that it's best to ignore everything that hurts you but that doesn't stop me from loving someone that doesn't hate anything except demons. yes, you heard it, demons. I also go to church to help me away from those demons that hurt others and even mind control them in a bad way. but for this life, it's not like that. except, everything I ever wish for never came true. I always help redder and everyone else with the bible I usually carry around to help me get away from something bad that will terrify you. but this day, I'm not letting go of my soul, reaching for a demon will no angel wings.

I was little by the time I bought flowers at a store. I was wearing a blue skirt with flowers on it. guess I do like them. my father was very nice to me, red puffy hair as he always granted me everything I wanted. mother as well, she's nice and give me stuffed animals, like a purple like mermaid thingy. but now, things aren't the same anymore. life feels like you are being tied in a rope, waiting for your afterlife. something is wrong with me, but I can't feel to see everything waiting for me soon. not even when time goes fast, soon you see angles than you see the devil waiting for a soul that did something wrong. living with this world feels like a dream, or maybe a game.

I was little at the time with my parents taking me to church a lot. The smell of flowers and roses echo the halls of it. Stand there was god himself, holding bucket of apples from the garden of Eden. He stood there looking at his church amazed by beauty. I sat there, happy as my parents were chatting about money issues as I didn't bother hearing them.

I sat there with my nice little dress, staring HB at my shoes and wondering how great it would be to see a happy place feels with wonder. I'm not Christian but I can still pray for god if something is happening. I was in a much more bright mood as the priest came to The stage, silencing everyone as the crowed was silent. I was happy as my parents paid attention to him as I closed my eyes gently, hearing his speech as I heard a slow whisper coming from the edge of the doorway to go up the steps to the second floor.

I got up as father noticed, thinking I have to go potty or some sort as he watched back on the priest slowly. I walked on over to the bathroom as the door was kinda open as I walked down another hall as the heat the breathing as green growing claws were screeching the door. I stopped, looking at it as the eyes glow down at me, red.

We both didn't say anything but I kept hearing his breathing more like a hustle as we still lay eye contact together, there was heaven music playing now as the guy shh towards me as someone grabs my arm as it was my mom, she smiled as I smiled back heading back to the main circle of the  church as I glanced back, he wasn't there but I can still tell that it was a guy that hurts god and even us people more, maybe, like a "Game."