She was on her knees and fixed on something on the floor. She covered it with her hands and turned to me.
"Look at the beauty of the world" she said uncovering the beautiful flower that was growing on a missing rock in the sidewalk "Somebody could have just steped it. Enjoy beauty while you can see it, because it can be gone any second"
I came there the morning after that day... The flower was crushed.
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Little Black Dot
Teen FictionWe're all just small black dots in this big blank page we call the world. We fill it. Short Story #147 / Teen Fiction #542