This story is about a girl named Myop who picks flowers, today she picked a new path and by her decision, she meets a grim scene and losses her innocents in the process.
"The Flowers" by Alice Walker Cartoon created by Jack O
Myop was ten, and nothing existed but her song. Turning back on the rusty board of her family's sharecropper cabin.
She had explored the woods behind the house many times. Often, in late autumn, her mother took her to gather nuts amoung the fallen leaves. Today she made her own path, bouncing this way and that way, vaguely keeping an eye out for snakes.
more than a mile away from home, Myop began to circle back to the house. It was then she stepped smack into his eyes her heel became lodged in the broken ridge between the brow and the nose. She reached quickly and unafraid to dislodge herself.
Myop gazed around the spot with intrest. Very near where she'd stepped into the head was a wild pink rose. As she picked it to add to her bundle she noticed a raised mound, a ring, around the rose's root
It was the rotten remains of a noose, a bit of shredding plowline, now blending benignly into the soil. Myop laid down her flowers And the summer was over.