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Princess Megan has an Associates Of Art Degree in Journalism and diplomas in Free Lance Writing and Short Story Writing. I have 2 published novels: Passage To Romance and Princess Of Scruples. I work as a Qualified Medication Assistant in mental health. I am married and have a striped gray cat named Tigger. I am a Moderator at Writing.com I am also a Creative Scrapbook Designer and writing is my passion. Check out my stories in my Port.
My World Of Hopes, Dreams, Fantasies
#845735 added April 3, 2015 at 7:21pm
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Flowers Conversation
Prompt: Create a conversation between two flowers. What are their thoughts on the4 environment?

A rose and a tulip.

Tulip: Nice day. Are you awake Rose?

Rose: "Yes, I'm awake. The neighbors' fight woke me up.

Tulip: "Me, too. Humans fight and never stay still."

Rose: "I like when they all leave. Oh no. Here comes that cat."

Tulip: "Just Mindy the Siamese cat. She will smell us and leave."

Rose: "That's what you think. She just ate my cousin!"

The rose shakes itself and the bush and Mindy leaves.

Tulip: "Since when do you like your cousins?"

Rose: " I don't. I am afraid I will be next."

Tulip: "Here comes the rain."

Rose: Sings: "I saw her sitting in the rain. Raindrops falling on her. She didn't seem to care. She sat there and smiled at me."

Tulip: "An old Cowsills tune. I bloom ever year like you. We get prettier every year."

Rose: "The rain has stopped. That was quick. I heard Mrs. Owens say she is planting more tulips."

Tulip: "Just what I need. I don't have a big enough place to grow as it is. At least you are a bush and no more flowers can grow on you."

Rose: "Sorry, Tulip."

Mrs. Owens shows up with her wheel barrow and starts uprooting the tulips. The tulip yells but only other flowers can hear it.

More roses are planted. The rose smiles. Maybe a female rose will grow and he will have a female friend. Come spring, he is right. A pretty lavender rose grows and the red rose notices her.

"Want to be my friend?"

The female rose looks at him and frowns. "No thanks. I am already spoken for." She curls up next to a black rose.

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