Make Her Happy, Red Rose

 

My name is Red Rose. I am the most beautiful flower in the garden. Everyone likes to look at me.

         One morning, a gardener came along. He cut me from my stem. It was painful. Then the gardener put me into a basket. Soon I fell asleep.

         When I woke up, I was in a flower shop. I looked around. A yellow rose smiled at me. Of course! A yellow rose is a symbol of friendship. I smiled back.

          Later, I saw a pink rose on my left. She looked very happy. A pink rose is always happy and full of joy. A white rose stood next to her. The white rose looked young and pure.

        I look around. I was still the most beautiful. I was a red rose full of love and beauty.

        The next day, a boy walked into the shop. His name is Sutip. The florist gave me to Sutip. I did not want to leave the shop. The other roses did not look at me. I felt sad. I cried.

        Sutip took me home. In a bedroom, I saw a pretty lady. She looked sick. He gave me to her. She smiled  when she saw me. She touched me gently. I was so happy because she liked me.