The red rose in the white garden

This rose was red not white it was notlike the other flowers in the garden. No one new why the rose was red but it was not normal in this gariens When the gardener found out about it she couldn't believe it. she was an excellent gardener. so how could something so wrong come out of herhands. she has to fix it. No she must

The garden was white. it was beautiful it was like out of a fairy tell. It looked like the gardener took a lot of care of the flowers. It was true she spends half of her day in that garden. She loved flower after all reminded of her daughter Rose. Her daughter loved white flowers. so in her memory she made this garden. It had to be perfect. Not for her but for child. It was her way to cope.. she made a big mistake that ended her kid life. she pushed her to far and thats why she needed it to be pertect. In a way to fix her mistake. This was her only way keep her alive somehow. She needed to fix it forher child..

So she tried everything to fix that rose.She even colored it. It didn't turned white. It turned out to a color that the gardener looked et every day in the past. The color looked like the color of her child hair she was a redhead. She never think to cut it the rose was a part of her daughter so she must keep it it alive.The garden was the only thing she has.
She didnt want to lose it over a dumb mistake not again. The garden was always perfect like her like she wanted everything to be. she didn't like anything that was different. In fact she was the type of a person that if she saw anything that was not
to her liking she pushed it to be better inditerent from the rest. In fact she thought that different colored flowers were not pretty. She though was ugly so she tried to make it pretty asit should be.

She pushed it so hard that the rose was withering. She didn't noticed that the flower was withering she was so fixated on trying to make the rose white. she noticed only when the rose was dead. She has pushed it to its death. Only then she realized how very beautiful the rose was how the rose being red was beautiful too. she did it again. she has pushed it to its death. She kneeled to the ground and picked the rose and said to it.
"You were perfect. You were very beautiful.
I'm somy for not seeing that my redheaded Rose"