FLOWER CHILD
A young girl arrives at an orphanage and meets a new friend whom she grows fond of, but as she gets to know more about this place, she discovers things may not be what they look.
A young girl arrives at an orphanage and meets a new friend whom she grows fond of, but as she gets to know more about this place, she discovers things may not be what they look.
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Good, I’m glad you are welcoming to our new friend. Now... we’ll need someone
to show you around… Agnès, come here! - she called for a peppy looking girl
with golden locks among the crowd of children. She was somewhat younger
looking and quite smaller than Gretchen, but her cheery and happy personality
seemed like it took the place that her height hadn’t. The girl made her way
among her peers in a way that you wouldn’t be excused for confusing her with a
playful puppy.
-Gretchen, this is Agnès. She will be your room mate-The rest of the children
sighed in slight disappointment- please show Gretchen her room and the rest of
the facilities. I trust you will make her stay pleasant.
-Yes, Lady Marie! - the girl answered with excitement as she grabs tightly the
new girl’s hand and walks pass the rest of the children in a similar fashion as she
made her way through the crowd.
My, name is Agnès buh the way- she said in a high pitched voice-
Gretchen a bit off put by the girl’s redundant introduction just nodded with a
half-smile and let it pass as nothing but the peculiarity of a quirky person as she
admired the small but cozy building, passing by the narrow hallways and empty
rooms.
Don’t you worry abuh stuff, this place is very nice and we get new friends like
you all the time! but...we also have to say goodbye to a lot of friends at times...
is a bith sad, but this is a happy place so that’s not a big deal, right?- She
continued babbling doing her best to pronounce the words through her missing
teeth as Gretchen zoned out only really paying mind to the distinct aroma of a
weird perfume on the girl when she suddenly realized of the oddity among her
ramble.
-All the time? - Asked Gretchen in disbelief.
-All the time whut? -Replied Agnès in confusion.
-You said you get new friends all the time, yet, this place doesn’t looks like it
hosts many people.