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Her name is Florence.
Florence didn't like being a blue flower, she wished that she was born a red flower instead. Just like her late father that her mother murdered.
Florence's mother was never right in the head. Many said that she was 'phsyco'. Florence didn't like that word. Just because she defended her mother sometimes did not mean that sbe was exactly fond of her.

Florence only stayed with her mother to make sure she was taking her medication. The medicine was to make sure her mother doesn't murde as much as she used to.
One day Florence decided to skip her evening stroll through the village. Her mother was furious. Her mother punished Florence. It had been her worst punishment yet, if killing her father didn't count. Florence's mother ripped out her poor little pupils, Florence was left blind.

Her mother didn't like that. She was ashamed of her daughter. How dare she be blind! Is what her mother thought. So she left. She abandoned her daughter.
Florence being the young and naïve flower she was, decided to go through the woods to look for her mother.
Florence got lost after what felt like days of looking for her mother. Florence was never familiar with the woods before she became blind. But for some reason she believed that she would find her mother there.

Florence gave up. She sat on the ground for what seemed like hours now.
She started to cry blood. Finally. For the first time since before her father's passing she is finally happy.

These are tears of joy. Florence was finally going to be the red flower she has always wanted to be.

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What did you guys think? Should I make an actual book about this?

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