Blog Hopping

Here's a story I wrote for a Blog Hopping Writing Contest. It's inspired from this picture. Learn more about how to enter here

I hadn't known that it was there. How could I have? I was a city girl – living amongst the towering buildings and the crowd of endless people. But that was before Carolyn left, and I was alone in the city. Alone in a cloud of careless humans along the city streets, empty alleys full of trash, and long stretches of traffic jams.

That was when I decided to leave the city for a day, go the country, and just roam. You know – fill your lungs with cool air, walk among the pines, eat a soggy, pre-made sandwich. I wasn't expecting peace. I wasn't looking for anything special – just a day away from the city that reminded me so much of my best friend.

Yet, as I walked along the forest trail that afternoon, I felt a strong pull to run. Run off the trail and into the forest for real.

So I did.

And that's when I saw it. It was a beautiful spot. A happy, peaceful, sweet spot. There, carpeting the ground around the fir trees, were flowers. They were delicate, white buds clumped together like crystals forming a snowflake. And not only were there the flowers, giving off the sweet incense of a dewy spring morning (of which I had only read about, and never known, before that day), there was a beam of light. It flooded the spot in a soft, white glow.

I sat there, in the circle of light with the flowers, for a long time and just breathed. I took in the scent of the flowers and the light, and I was happy.

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I went back to that spot yesterday, except it wasn't there. I searched for several hours, running through the forest and looking for the flowers. They were gone.

-Aylin