The ball bounced back and forth from her to the wall as she kept throwing it mindlessly. She was bored, and that was all she could think of. She looked up the time and realized her parents won’t be coming home for another one hour. What would she do till then? Finally, losing her intrest, she got up and decided to get out of her house. The sun was peeking from behind this huge cloud. Slowly she began walking on the sidewalk when something caught her eye. A little white flower, covered in mud lay beneath her. Bending down, she picked up the flower and began walking. With her fingers, she gently brushed off the mud on it. Debating whether she should throw it away or not, she decided to keep it for a while to fiddle with. After a few more minutes of walking, she sat down on the nearest bench. The streets were empty except for her. Suddenly, she remembered this little old game with the flower. She chuckled realising how random the thought was and thinking whether she should play it or not. Getting a little excited, she took the flower and pulled out the first petal, “Love me” and then the second one, “Love me not.” Two down the road, she reached for the third petal with that one special person on her mind. She began pulling it out. With every petal her excitement grew and so did her hope. Her heart kept racing as she finally reached the last petal, pulling it out, saying “Love me.” Now she looked at the stem and realised the beautiful flower had gone missing. She threw it away and sat back with her mind wrapping around what the final petal had told her.