Busy, that's how i describe the environment. The happiness that i lived with when i was younger slowly fades to my sights. The playground that i used to play with my friends turns into a building where the adults are now pushing themselves to find their happiness and my home, turns to a deserted place. When i come home, i feel that i'm just a wind passing by because of how they notice me, they just feel and then go back to what they're doing. I'm scared to making another step inside the house. Every step makes my heart weak, seeing my mother being drunk in the table, my father that's always in his job just to pay his unending debt. just realizing that the real world is harsh, it makes me nausea. I always try to stop my mother from drinking but she wouldn't listen to me. Why do i still go to this place that i call my home?

I decided to go outside for a walk. I see kids that smiling like the happiest person in the world, make me want too smile too, but i glanced to the kid's backs. i saw a couple whose arguing. i couldn't pick up what they were saying but it looks like the man was on fault. As i head to an open area, people there where looking puzzled. They are asking each other if they found a flower. That flower is usually blooms here, but for some reasons, they don't. I want to help but i thought that it would be hard to find the flower because the were all on the field. From the spot where i'm currently standing, the open field is full of people. I guess that that flower is pretty rare because of the number of people want to find or rather have it.

"They're so stupid." said by a girl beside me.
"If they really want to find it, they should give space so that there's a chance to see it."

I just stand and thought to myself "If they want it, they won't give space for others and just be the first one to obtain it."

"Hey, what would you do in their case?" Asks the girl to me.

"Probably give some space for them." I said softly.

"Too bad they won't listen to me"

"Why?"

"Because i know where a  flower is  growing."

"I think it's a good thing that they didn't listen to you, they might kill each other just for a flower."

"But isn't it just a flower?"

"Not really. You see, there is a flower that brings happiness to them, to us. It's been years since when it sprout normally in this field."

"Oh, i see. Want to see it?"

"i'm good, thanks."

"Aww, you're no fun."

"Sorry."

"Whatever, i'm still taking you there!" She grabbed my hand and started running to the forest.

She still keeps on running while i am running out of breathe, we are far from my town so she let go off me, i rest for a bit to catch my breathe then i raised my head to see my environment and she was out off my sight. It was too far from the town to go back so i have to continue finding that flower. While i was walking deep to the forest, i saw some wild animals. What would i expect? i saw some butterflies,moths,birds,ant, even a person who is scavenging for food by the looks of it. He looked dangerous so i didn't bother asking him if he knew where to find that flower.

I'm was so exhausted and i don't know the way to town, so i still walking deep in the forest hoping i would find that girl again. Luckily she found me. She was on the tree branch looking for me, or maybe looking for the flower.

"Hey, you're so slow. Can you be a bit faster?"

"Can you be a bit slower?" i ran near her to make sure i wouldn't get lost.

"I'm tired, are we there yet?"

"Yeah"  She said as she was running away.

"Hey, wait!" I run to her.

As i follow her to some spacious part of the forest, ray of lights blinded me. I don;t think i'm in heaven but i think i'm in a paradise. Even though we are surrounded by trees, unlike the others, this part of the forest felt warm, but not so warm. i felt a breeze of wind too that is not like from the town, it felt natural, a breeze that can make me smile. As i look to the ground, I saw flowers, a lot of them. They all the same except for the one in the middle, The middle one stands out among all of them. I gently caress a flower that is beside my foot, as i touch its petals, It reminded me of the good old days when i was a kid. Going back home to see your parents, playing with your friends, i miss them.

"Liking what you see?"

"Yeah. Thanks for bringing me here, i owe you, i guess"

"Do you want to show them to the other townspeople?"

"Nah, if i bring them here, they might ruin this beautiful scenery. If i brought some there, the flower might wilt."

"So, what will you do to the flowers?"

"'Do?' I won't do a thing."

"Ahh... So, what's your purpose for coming here?"

"Nothing, you brought me here remember?" I look around to remember the place and started walking away.

"Why not staying here?"

That made me stop walking and started thinking.'Yeah why won't i stay here, instead of going back to the town, why won't i stay here? I feel safe here. I feel like i won't get hurt.'. These thoughts coming to me at once, i can't even get to answer properly what my mind is asking.

"Sorry, i can't."

"Why?"

"Because that's where my family is. I can happy too with my family, my friends, and the townspeople. I can be happy there."

"But what if i tell you that this place... Is the only thing that can make you happy,no, everyone happy? will you still pick them?"

"You know, even though there is something that can make us change, does'n't mean we have to change. They're just there to try our Emotion, Moral, Capability. Sometimes they're are just there, for no reason. In short, i won't stay here, it's not something that i want. I just want to make everything back to normal. Even though we are not happy as if we are here, still we back to normal. Sorry."

"Your lost."

I proceed to travel to the dark forest, it took us until sunset to get there but i think it was worth it. My decision made me happy. I thought that i was growing up to be a mature man but i think im just making my ego high. i still keep on walking and then i was back at the flowers.I felt strange because that girl is looking to me, like she knows where i was before i was here. I go back again to the forest and then again, i'm back to the flowers. How many times i try but still, i ended up winding in the same place.

"You can't escape happiness."

I felt dizzy,no, exhausted. Then suddenly i fainted.

I woke up. as a flower.

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Hi, my name is Mario, 27 years old and a writer. Recently i'm making novels that  really didn't go out well. So i thought i should travel for a while. People didn't like the books that i made, that really makes me sad because i put my heart into it. And it's been a while since i had visit my parents, so i thought i should drop by. What got me into books is my parents, they really love reading books, so i guess it runs in our family.

While i was driving to my parents, i stumble upon this dog that looks homeless. So i brought him to my car, it's okay because i don't have any other companion and my parents loves animal pets. What should i name to my new dog? i'm not really good in naming. "How about Doggnam? pretty catchy.". After i said that name, the dog looks at me silently, not even panting."How about Gregorior?", The dog looks straight to the road. "How about Michael?", "Ok.". And i stepped on the brake and looked to the dog. "You can talk?!?!" i shouted. The dog just looks at me like nothing happened. "Maybe that's just my imagination. So, should i call you Michael?". And then the dog barked.

After hours of travelling, i finally in front of my parent's house. The environment here was quiet and beautiful because they live in the countryside. I look to my parent's house and recollect the moments i spent here. I walk towards the door and before i knocked, someone opens it.

"Oh?" a young lady stared at me. "Uh, sorry must have been the wrong address." i reply, "Mario?" a faint feminine voice called my name in the house, "Mother?" i looked at the woman inside sitting next to a man. "I should go." the young lady said and began to leave. I go inside the house and hug them both. "It's been a while, son" father said, "Yeah, 7 years.". My mother prepared lunch for us and seems to be happy. So, when will you leave?" Father said while petting Michael, "Really , dad?" i asked, "haha, i'm joking.". Said Father.

Mom: What brings you here anyway?
Me: I just want to cool off, my life's currently in shambles.
Dad: You look like you're ok, what's wrong?
Me: My books are not selling we'll, even though i put my time and effort to it.
Mom: It's all right sweetie, it will sell, i promise.
Dad: And it's not like you're the only one who dealt with that problem.
Me: Thanks Dad, appreciate it.
We all laugh like there's no tomorrow, we really miss each other.


A week has passed and i got to enjoy the countryside and the company given by my parents. While i'm here, i try to write a story but i can't, i feel like every time i try, they judge me what i'm making. And one day i went to an open field with a tree in the middle of it. That's the place where i hang out with my friends back in the days, i just don't feel like i need to talk to them now.

Me: Hmm, what should i write about? got any ideas Michael?
Michael: How about a story about a man who makes a stories that doesn't sell well then he goes to his parents to chill and find this lady who made his life better and fell in love to her unknowingly and then the lady inspired the man to make more stories and suddenly the man made a super awesome story ever thanks to the girl and he plans to tell her that he loves her but the girl has a fiancee and thus breaking his heart so it will look like he may have won the crowd but not her love?
Me: Whoa!
Michael: I m-mean, bark bark!
Me: Oh , my imagination again huh? hahaha.

"Oh." A young lady whispered behind me, "Is this your place? i'm sorry."i said as i stand up and i wipe my back.

Young lady: No, it's ok.
Me: Oh, thank you. I think i saw you before.
Young lady: I was the girl in your parent's house.
Me: Oh yeah. My name is Mario, what's your name?
Young lady: My name is Charlotte.
Me: Nice to meet you, do you come here often?
Charlotte: Yeah, i usually come here in my past time. You seem to be having a problem there, Mind if i ask                       why?
Me: Oh, well you see...

I explained her what was happening to my life.

Charlotte: Oh, what a hard life you have.
Me: Yeah , even though we just met, i told you what is happening to my life.
Charlotte: Yeah, it's like you feel at ease when you're with me.
Me: Yeah i guess so.
Charlotte: Can i help you make your story?
Me: My pleasure.

After hours of "making" a story we found ourselves laughing and having a good time not noticing it's already nighttime.

Me: And i was like, whoa! you look like the guy from  the ugly duckling!
Charlotte: HAHAHA! stop!!!
Me: ok ok hehehe.oh look a the time.
Charlotte: Oh yeah, time goes fast when you're having fun huh?
Me: Yeah, we didn't even make a story yet.

We bursts a laughter and stood up.

Me: Huh, i should really make a new story.
Charlotte: Sorry.
Me: It's not your fault! it's really my fault heheh.
Charlotte: Yeah i know.
Me: ...
Charlotte: HAHAHA
Me: HAHAHA
Michael: HAHAHA
Me: So, are you free tomorrow?
Charlotte: Yeah, same time same place?
Me: Yeah, thanks for helping me.
Charlotte: My pleasure.

We went home with a smile in our face.

Months have passed and she still helps me make the story. She really makes me happy everytime i'm with her.

Charlotte: Hmm...
Me: Is it good?
Charlotte: It's not good.
Me: Oh.
Charlotte: Because it's a masterpiece!
Me: Really?!
Charlotte: Yeah! i love it!
Me: It's all thanks to you.
Charlotte: Me? i barely did anything to help you.
Me: You did something.
Charlotte: What?
Me: You were beside me when i made this story.
Charlotte: So?
Me: You were my inspiration.
Charlotte: You're welcome?
Me: Hey, can i ask you something?
Charlotte: What is it?
Me: I think i like you, d-do you like me?
Charlotte: T-that's hard to answer.
Me: How about this. Can you be mine?
Charlotte: I can't, i'm engaged. *Shows Mario her ring*
Me: Oh.
Charlotte: I'm sorry.
Me: No, it's my fault for asking.
Charlotte: You know, i liked you.
Me: Really? i appreciate it.
Charlotte: Yeah. it's just sad that you don't remember me anymore.
Me: What?
Charlotte: Nothing. Goodbye.

Charlotte ran away. I can't explain what am i feeling right now. I feel like i'm being crush by the moon.

After that day, i was leaving my parent's place, i'm going back to publish this story. I wave goodbye to them and left.
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"Hey"
"Oh, good morning."
"Why are you reading that?"
"Nothing, i felt like reading this book"
"Huh, reminiscing the past i see"
"I guess so."
"Good for you, i'm going back to sleep."
"I didn't know that you can talk back then."
"Yeah, you were just a stupid guy back then."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"Honey, are you awake?"
"Yeah."
"Come down here, i prepared the breakfast, your favorite."
"Coming, wanna eat breakfast, Michael?"
"Meh, i'm not hungry."
"Your lost~."
"Here is comes the best author in the world!"
"And i am the husband of the best wife in the world"
"Ugh, why do they have to say that every morning?"

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