Flowers, Feathers and Bitter seeds

Prolouge:

The innocent screams of my little sister are all I hear in the crystal clear morning.. I run inside to find her holding her bleeding hand, she has cut her hand while chopping fresh vegatables from our garden for mother. "Are you alright?" I ask as I walk over and fetch a bandage from the cabnit, "yeah im fine, just spooked myself a little" , "ok, where's mum?" "Out in the flower garden". I leave my sister in the kitchen to finish cutting after reminding her to be careful, I walk out to find my mother picking flowers from her garden, whilst listening to the birds in the trees around her. "Mother, did you know (kayla) cut herself whilest making preparations for dinner?" "Yes I was dear, but your sister is strong, so she will be fine" "yes I understand. What are you doing?" I ask while picking at a sunflowers petals, "I was collecting flowers to lighten up the house" the doorbell rang calling the attention of my sister inside the house "i'll get it" she says as her voice echos