Sunday Scribbling - "The End"

It was on a cold November day when my life was changed forever. I remembered the focused look on his face as I lay helpless in the ground as he continuously covered me with dirt. I heard each dig of that shovel enter the ground until I felt the darkness and cold surround me completely. Somehow I could breath through the earth as it held me down, in my cold dark tomb. I accepted my fate and simply gave in to it. I lived motionless and oblivious to the world.

One day my cold dark existence began to feel a surge of warmth. I struggled to move from my deep sleep wanting to rise toward the warmth. I fought the earth slowly, but with renewed hope, to transform my fate. I reached the surface and felt the sunlight feeding my strength as I lay weakened from my struggle. Each day I grew stronger, yet felt helpless to move, as the rain quenched my thirst. I began to feel an awakening deep inside to keep moving and survive.

I rose up and felt alive for the very first time. Bursting with joy I rejoiced up to the sky thankful to be alive. In the distance I saw a man who was slowly approaching, watching my revelry. As he drew closer I recognized that face and the shovel he carried. I stood very still as I felt his gaze focused on me. He knelt slowly before me but he was smiling and I was no longer afraid. The man called out over his shoulder and said "hey babe, this one's the prettiest lily I've seen this year" as his gaze turned to pride. My struggles were not in vain as I will touch many lives, again and again.

The End

You guys have awakened Dave's creative juice's after he read the comments on my last post. This morning he asked what SS's prompt was this week and jumped right in. I must admit he is a good idea man but collaborating can be a real eye roller and can end with me asking "don't you have a lawn to mow?" LOL I wanted to make up a story for the very first time and Dave hopes we had you going as we made this up.