There once was a small barren wasteland where a less than talented gardener was attempting to grow things. Though everything else seemed reluctant to spring forth, well aware that it didn’t matter how they began their life because the nervous gardener would soon kill them all anyway, one little sprout desired to glimpse life above the soil.
The sprout pushed through , small but determined, and stood alone, looking downright adorable. Everyone in the kingdom loved the little sprout because it was so tiny and green and fabulous. It grew up to become a great flower and took over the world.
The End


December 3rd, 2008 at 3:46 am
Awwwww.
Perhaps not the end, but only the beginning?
December 3rd, 2008 at 2:37 pm
yay! that was my most favorite super short story ever!
December 3rd, 2008 at 9:52 pm
“The sprout pushed through , small but determined,… looking downright adorable.”
I think you should name it Cindy
December 8th, 2008 at 1:28 am
Cindy’s a good name for it