The Withered Flower

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story revolving around an ordinary man and an innocent child, a withered flower. These withered flowers have to do things that are done way ahead their age. This story is based on an incident between that boy and the man.

Submitted: December 02, 2013

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The roads and streets were crowded with people, there was hustle and bustle on the streets,  The streets were jam-packed like when you pack 20 salmons in a tin of 5, horns were blaring wildly. The roads were blocked. It looked like a flood of cars on the street.

 "Let me help you cross the street".

Andrew said to a young boy, in dirty clothes and lifting huge briefcases. It looked like the boy was afraid of the oncoming cars and wasn't able to cross the street. "Thanks Uncle". The boy said in a thankful manner and handed some of the bags to Andrew. The boy took the hand of Andrew and started to cross the street.

When Andrew and the boy was crossing the street, the young boy was continuously giving a little push to Andrew on his side. Andrew thought that the boy was afraid of the cars and that's why he was gripping his hands tighter and he thought that the boy wanted to stick closely to him. When they crossed the street, Andrew advised the boy in a strict manner.

"Run to your home and don't talk to strangers".

The boy nodded. Andrew then started to walk down the street to his home when he passed a gift shop. He thought to buy gifts for his family because he was coming home after a long long time. He entered the shop and the salesman greeted him very nicely.

"Good day Sir! How may I help you?" "Uh.. I was hoping to buy some gifts for my family, you know perfumes, t-shirts and stuff like that." Andrew told the salesman.

"Sir! we have a great variety of perfumes and t-shirts. I hope you'd love them."

The salesman told Andrew and started to show him some of the products. After selecting, he went to the counter. The saleswoman said to Andrew that the total bill was 250 dollars.

"Ok, here's your money.

" He started to search his pocket but the money was gone.

"How come this can happen? I remember I picked up the money from the table"

. He murmured to himself. The saleswoman was waiting, so Andrew had to quietly leave because he didn't had the money. Then suddenly, his mind clicked. He remembered that the boy was giving him a push on the side- pocket where was his money, after crossing the street, he saw that there were dollars in the hands of the boy, but he didn't take much notice of it.

He suddenly realized that he had been pickpocketed by that innocent flower, but it was the fault of the society which was not giving any choice to the innocent flowers other than to start commiting crimes. He would had been a blossoming flower, an innocent flower. But the society changed him into a Withered Flower sadly.

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Copyright © Zayn- Ul- Abidin  2013


© Copyright 2020 Zayn Ul Abidin. All rights reserved.

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