Name:
Fraise ~ strawberry in French ~ Frai for short
Gender:
Female
PPS or growing:
PPS
Favorite Memory:
Hope it's okay that I made it into a short little story.
Still a WIP, will prettify soon
Fraise ~ strawberry in French ~ Frai for short
Gender:
Female
PPS or growing:
PPS
Favorite Memory:
I had a good childhood. Loving parents, caring siblings, but out of everything, there is one moment that I have always held close to my heart, the most special moment for me, when I realized that, even though I am small, that doesn't mean I can't do big things.
I have PPS, meaning I will never get big like other kias, or even my brothers, and when I learned this, I was devastated. "Never be much taller than the strawberries" the doctor chuckled to my mother, she gave a small giggle, but I just couldn't laugh. "Never going to be big?" I though, constantly turning the thought over and over in my head. My mother took me home. On the way here, it was pretty silent between us. When we got back to our home, I ran away to my strawberry field and cried amongst the white flowers, green vines, and red berries. I carefully plucked a juicy very from the vine, placing its corresponding flower behind my ear. I went over to my water spout I used for cleaning the strawberries. I went to turn the water on, but I couldn't even reach. Accidentally washing the strawberry in my next flood of tears.
I took a bite, nothing ever made me feel better than a strawberry, well, except a while basket full if them. I found it amazing how something so small, so helpless and ignored, could bring so much joy to not just me, but everyone whose lips have ever touched a strawberry. "We are a lot alike you know", I whispered to the strawberry. "I too am small, I can be helpless, and I tend to be ignited because of my size.....just like you..... If you can make others happy even while being small, why can't I!?!" I exclaimed aloud. And I was right, why couldn't u make others happy even though I was small? I quickly picked a whole basket full of strawberries. I ran to the water spout, grabbed a stool, and turned the water on. I washed the strawberries and sat in the sun with them for a few moments to dry. I quickly ran into the house. "I'll be back!" I announced.
I ran through the neighborhood, giving each and very Kia something so small, so ignored, and I brought everyone if them something money could never buy, something more important than riches, belongings, greed, something more important than everything, happiness, and it wasn't just because if the strawberries.
Hope it's okay that I made it into a short little story.
Still a WIP, will prettify soon