The Story of a Lonely Flower – Story For Kids

Hello everyone, this story for kids is about a small flower’s feelings who was all alone in a big park. She explains the whole story through her own words. So, Lets listen to her feelings.

I open my eyes to see where I had landed. I saw a enourmous area filled with small size grass.

I looked up, down and around……….looking at the sky, trees and the damp soil.

I looked around again, again I see lots of grass and trees……..but no flowers like me.

I can remember very clearly, that before the human had picked me up, I was a very small daizy on a small garden like place with many daizies and other flowers.

How would I spend my time? I thought.

I looked up and saw a butterfly.

HI, how are you? I asked to the butterfly.

But, I don’t think the butterfly heard me, so it just flew away.

There I was again……….Alone, bored and lost, a place, that didn’t suit me.

I looked at the ground, it was covered in grass. Then all of a sudden, I had a good idea.

I had tried talking to the butterfly, but not to the grasses.

Ummm, Hello? I called out to the grasses.

Hi, a grass that was the closest to me had replied with a normal male voice. My name is Bush. T. Tushman, you can call me, Bush.

Fascinated by his reply, I said Oh, I am Helen. E. Trasy…..You can call me Trasy. I added. How many years have you been here Bush?

Ten. Bush replied.

How do you spend your time? I asked looking puzzled.

Even if we are small, does not mean that we can’t be happy. When you wake up from a good night’s sleep and see that the sun is giving you a soft warmth from across the horizon, the morning breeze lifts your head up and gives you a jolt of happiness.

Also, you look up to see a dew drop on your tip that makes a beautiful bright rainbow that sticks with you.

Don’t you think it would make your day?

I also have lots of friends like butterflies, grasses and birds that I can talk to.

Now you are my new friend.

I was amazed by what Bush had said. Was is really true that you could feel dew drops and have a tiny rainbow on your head?

I spend the rest of the day talking to Bush.

In the following morning, I woke up with a small Thud, I glanced around, and saw a human, a girl with a bike…..

She looked at me and smiled. She took her mother’s phone and pointed the phone at me. I think she was taking a picture of me, so I made my petals even brighter.

Wowww, beautiful! she said.

And then she started taking thousands of photos of me.

I think that’s enough, said a voice from my back.

It was her mom.

Yes, I think so too….the girl said.

Then they walked away.

Later that night I looked up at the sky, the stars were amazing, I stared at it.

Then a voice like Bush’s asked, what was your memorable moment here?

I looked at him and said “TODAY, when a girl took so many pictures…….of me.”

And that girl……..was ME…..Aanya.