I WROTE MY OWN ENDING! IRONY!

These are abstract of my previous posts (with dates). A little story I tried to write.

Monday, February 13, 2006

The Flower, The Butterfly and The Bee

The flower stood in the midst of the field. As the wind blew, the flower swayed to the rhythm. And the flower fell into bits and pieces of its memory. It still remember the days when there will be a butterfly which will frequently fly past and ocassionally pay a visit to the flower. The butterfly was gorgeous and the flower was deeply attracted to it. But not long after, the butterfly flew by lesser and eventually it disappeared. The flower was disappointed and waited day after day, hoping that it will have a glance of the butterfly. And again it was disappointed. And its memory of the butterfly is also fading but it still refuse to give up. Meanwhile in this tiring waiting, the flower was also visited by this bee, a hardworking and talented bee. Everyday, without fail, the bee will pay a visit to the flower. The flower is amazed by the capability of the bee. However, its memory of the butterfly, though vague, is still holding on to the flower. What should the flower do?

(Ending Number 1)
Thursday, August 24, 2006

As time passed, the memories of butterfly faded with the passing seasons. The flower stood where it was and will be daily sunned and showered with love. The flower stood firm and grew daily. At the same time, the bee will also without fail return to the flower. The friendship between the flower and the bee grew. Once in a while, when the bee visit the flower, the bee will take a rest on the petal and both of them will talk - talk abt anything under the sun. The flower was really comfortable to be with the bee. One day, a heavy storm blew over the field. The flower stood where it was braving the storm. The flower knew the bee was not coming and so it could just glimpsed over to the tree where the bee is living in. And to the flower's shock, the bee was with another bee. The flower was saddened. The next day, the bee came to visit the flower and this time, the bee introduced its fren bee to the flower. The flower was totally devastated........ You want to know wat the flower did?......................It invited both bees into the flower and close up its petal, and slowly let them suffocate and die a miserable death. Oh! I forgot to mention. The flower is actually an insect-eating flower. Muahahahhahaahahhahhahaha.

(Ending Number 2)
Friday, December 29, 2006

The flower stood there waiting and waiting. The flower still remembered the butterfly paying visits to the flower. The bee had always without fail been visiting the flower as well. The flower is confused. None of it make sense. At one point, the flower looked up into the sky. It saw the sun which governs the day and the moon which governs the night. After many days and nights looking at the sky, the flower was enlightened. The flower has an answer to its problem. It's neither the butterfly nor the bee. There is an even greater thing installed for the flower. As the flower continue to wait in anticipation, the flower petals start to wither. The flower was gone. However, at the end of the withered flower, a small fruit starts to grow. As the fruit grew, it knew that in it contains the seeds that will bear more fruits it can imagine.

If I had known... God's sense of humor.