Meet Tiny Lady, a petite lass of 14, a princess in her world. Once Tiny Lady decided to take a walk in the garden in front of her granny’s house. Daisy, pansy, lily, rose, daffodils; the garden was filled with all kinds of flowers. Tiny Lady loved the sight of these beautiful little things. It was her favorite way of passing time.
Her small steps graced the garden like no other. The plants admired her presence. There were a few trees beyond the fence, not very tall but shady enough when the sun heated up. Tiny Lady smelt the flowerily fragrance in the air. She could smell her favorite; the pink rose that lay just across the main door.
She took a few steps when her eyes caught a different sight. A shrill ran down her body. Her smile turned into disgust. She had just seen the cactus beside the edge of the wall.
‘I don’t like the cactus,’ she uttered wanting to step away the next moment.