The Field of Flowers

The Field of Flowers

A Story by Rcheyanne
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a story of loss and flowers.

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As she lays in a field of flowers her soul left her body like a whisper. Just like that a life had ended. She was a lot like March. She came into this world like a lion screaming, kicking, making trouble. She left this world like a sheep worn down by the weight of the world ,peaceful and silent, not trouble at all. She had left behind a wake in this world when she was born. She wasn't supposed to be born, wasn't supposed to survive, wasn't supposed to live past a year,  wasn't wasn't wasn't. She was made of little pills, made of wasn't and maybe's. As she lay there slipping away from the world turning all of those wasn'ts into words. She had ended her rule on the world and ended the little pills' life too. Taking it into her body was a choice, it all was her choice. Was it? The world may never know what was going on with the girl found in the field of flowers made of wasn't and maybes.  They will all gather and give the flower girls family more flowers more food trying to fill the hole in their heart that she left when she 1. They will gather and cry gather a whisper, gather and gossip. They will talk about all of those wasn'ts and how did she make it past maybe. They will place her in a box and put her in the ground of that field of flowers. She always belonged to the flowers, she just went home a little early to the roots.   

© 2016 Rcheyanne


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Rcheyanne
What do you think of the base story line and remember this is only a rough draft. Please give me any feedback you think could help me.

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This is a beautifully written piece, it reminded me of a suitable tribute. The base is firm and I think you did a wonderful job. It pulled a few heart strings. This is a topic that appears people try to avoid, but you created some positive character build up and then took the readers' hearts. I'd like to use these lines as an example, "She came into this world like a lion screaming, kicking, making trouble. She left this world like a sheep worn down by the weight of the world ,peaceful and silent, not trouble at all." It's great! Thanks for the read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Really touching...keep up the work ...

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a beautifully written piece, it reminded me of a suitable tribute. The base is firm and I think you did a wonderful job. It pulled a few heart strings. This is a topic that appears people try to avoid, but you created some positive character build up and then took the readers' hearts. I'd like to use these lines as an example, "She came into this world like a lion screaming, kicking, making trouble. She left this world like a sheep worn down by the weight of the world ,peaceful and silent, not trouble at all." It's great! Thanks for the read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Do you know what the Field of Asphodels is? Is this what the flowers are referring to?

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Rcheyanne

8 Years Ago

I have never heard of that before but that makes perfect since thank you for showing me that :)

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Added on September 11, 2016
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Rcheyanne

Middle of Nowhere, TN



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