Daisy giggled as she bounded through the field of daffodils. Yellow canaries flew above in the soft blue sky, chirping as they went. The sun beat down on Daisy's head, bringing the six year old girl warmth. She ran and jumped, landing flat back on a small pile of the beautiful yellow flowers. Standing up and looking around, Daisy wished she could live here forever. It was like the flowers were begging her to stay. Daisy spotted some dead flowers and gasped, running over to them. As soon as she tapped the shriveled flower petal, a ripple effect began and each and every dead flower behind it perked up.
"Ouch!" Daisy squealed, tears coming to her eyes as she felt a slight stinging feeling on her shoulder.
And as she turned her head to see what had stung her, she realized nothing had. A small glowing flower had been carved into her shoulder, with "flowers" written under it.
DAISY
-brown hair with caramel tips
-brown eyes
-extremely short; 4'7
-average weight
-african american
as a goddess
-yellow/orange flower crown
-white dress w/ black designs
-cream colored anklets
YOU ARE READING
Guardians
AdventureThe Goddess' and God's stories- created not from Greek mythology, but my mind.
