Poppies, Poppies, Poppies

Prolouge

Poppy

I guess some part of me knew I shouldn't have done it, some part of me knew about the world I might leave behind, but that didn't stop me.

It was the night of The Incident, and I had just curled up and fell into a deep sleep. As soon as I fell asleep, I started to dream. I was on the yellow brick road, up ahead so could see the poppy fields, like in the Wizard of Oz. My mother named me for the flowers in that scene. I knew what they did too, but still dream me walked forward into the field.

In an instant I feel asleep.

In my dream.

And I didn't wake up.

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Authors Note:

Hi! I thought it might be fun to write something other than the blogurnelpaper and my first thought was, what if someone fell asleep, forever? And thus, Poppies, Poppies, Poppies came forth. I'm sorry that it's so short, it is only a prologue!

Thanks for reading flowers,

Bright