The SunFlower

SunFlower

Upon the grassy atmospheres there lays a sweet fields of clouding bright yellowish suns creation of flowers, stretching out miles and miles without a single dead sprout in the fields.
The horizons are bared in bright blueness like a painting, surfaced with bushy white clouds stretched across the natural heavenly skies. Not a single shadow crosses the sparingly lite wonder sights, nevertheless the unbroken motherland sets off the peaceful climatic event.

Right off the colorful surface skies, in falls something rather small from the heavenly mushed white clouds suddenly becomes a parent of a small 12 year old child, named Lucas from a small town Trazilla, he appears as a young innocent boy with yellowish spiked hair, blackish duel eyes, rosy red cheeks, wearing a orange/yellow shirt along with blue shorts and funny looking shoes.
The sparkling landing from his falling grace causes him to raise up a pond the springs, reflecting himself in a rather unusually familiar environment surrounding him. At worse, the massive wonderful field of sunflowers don't foreshadow the dimly haunted thoughts that's surrounding his mind, as he looks at the beautiful sprinted flowers suddenly brings him flashing back to his youngest years that define his once innocents that are far gone from his own world.

The visions from three years ago burn heavenly in his psychic calling way back through the mind of his dearest mother he once knew, her soft brown hair blowing within the windy daylight tights in with her rose red dress she comfortably wore during picking sunflowers with a light hearted smile around her face that deeply connects with Lucas while he's staring dead blankly at all the miles of sunflowers left and right, only he's all alone, with no sound of a blowing wind breeze can be no longer heard. Lucas slowly walks onward through the fields looking for the others, trying to shake away these memories through the tall stretched flowers towering way over him.

As Lucas dashed through the tall flower sprouts fighting them one by one, a sudden small whispered giggle is hear by his left ear, sounding more like the giggle of a child behind him, scarily forcing him to stop moving onward.
Lucas quickly turns behind him in his direction hoping to encounter someone, but there's no one or nothing there.
But the giggling doesn't stop, Lucas moves closer towards it trying very hard to listen carefully, figuring out which direction it's coming from. As the laughter moves closer sounding more cheerful and menacingly playfully inviting and yet though his mind it sounded more familiar..,
The sound and mingle footsteps grow closer, yet sounds as of multiple giggles can be heard within all different sides around him spreading out madly across him like a thunderous strike in the fields as Lucas realized for a moment, he wasn't alone.

Lucas runs around multiple directions crossing North, West, East, South trying to follow it but no ones there.

The cold shiver and uncertainty runs down Lucas, hearing loud shoveling as if it's embracing from the sprouts moving more closer towards him. Suddenly what becomes the unexpected approach, a shadowy figure runs happily within the sprouts, going around and around as if the shadow is playing around with Lucas, not wanting to be seen.

"Who's There?"
Shouted Lucas, sounding his words out to be more fearful then fearless.

 Suddenly the shadowy figure stops within Lucas's direction moving slowly and creepily through the sprouts, finally ready to be shown within the lightening. Lucas takes a deep swallow, shaking uncontrollably as the figure comes closer and closer towards him. Lucas deeply gasps in total shock as the figure marginally reveals to be that of a small child about roughly the same age with slightly spiked gingered hair with the same dulling eyes with rosy red cheeks blushed, wearing a blue/yellow striped shirt along with orange shorts and funny looking shoes.