Poem by Audrey Buttry Dear You, Every time a baby opens its eyes for the first time, A flower blooms Every flower is unique and beautiful Just like every person All flowers go through their ups and downs in life Just like all people do When you look at yourself in the mirror, You shouldn't point out only the negatives Instead You should realize that all flowers have positive a negatives In everything In their appearance And the way they act and the things they do You should also know The flower that bloomed the day you were born Was the most beautiful one of all Love, Your Friend Prose by Shawn Buttry On the southern edge of London a small girl around the age of 4 by the name of Katrina with her parents walking into the park. “Look, it's a butterfly!” Katerina exclaimed excitedly. She ran ahead to get a closer look. And though Mommy warned her to be careful she darted ahead as fast as she could, she just had to catch that butterfly, or at least see where it was going. Katerina was running for what seemed like a very long time, and she started to lose her breath and slow down. Just as she was going to stop to catch her breath, she tripped and fell into a small field of flowers. After a bit of Katrina laying there to catch her breath, she realized something had changed. Katrina stood up to see where the butterfly had gone, but when she was looking around the better question was where had she gone. Katrina spun around and around in circles a few times to try and see where the butterfly had gone, or better yet her parents or even the park itself. Katrina stopped and stared when her brain finally registered the big tree right in front of her, but the oddest thing happened when she looked at the tree. It began to glow and weird symbols and drawings curved up the tree Until it was covered in runic-like drawings and a door appeared in the center. Katrina turned her head around cautiously, not really wanting to take her eyes off of the tree, and she called out “Momm-.” But she cut off, the voice that came out of her mouth was not her own, in fact now that she looked back since she b-, … since she b-. … Actually, She did not remember what happened but since she was in this weird unfamiliar place none of her thoughts even were like their own, it was hard to describe but her thoughts were more mature like the adults and she focused on other things and saw things differently. Suddenly she got an idea. “Mother!” Katrina said in a slightly louder voice, as she started to walk around the tree. She exclaimed with a small victorious giggle. She proved her hypothesis, she was right, what she had started to notice is that her voice actually had started to sound more like her mother’s, or one of the older whiney girls they call teenagers. Another theory popped into her head, she walked around the area she was in which turned out to be a wooden room with nothing in it but the tree. And as she was walking back towards the front of the tree she muttered, “If there was only something reflective here.” She then looked up and couldn't believe that not only had the door turned into a very magical-looking reflective material that it clearly wasn't before, but also Katrenia looked like a younger cuter version of her mom. This threw Katrina through a loop and she almost missed the door opening. But when her magical makeshift mirror disappeared she snapped back to reality, and oh there went gravity she was sucked through the door. Katerina didn't know how to describe it but it was how she had always imagined teleporting would be like; one minute you’re here next zap then you're someplace else. That is indeed what happened; she zapped and Katrina was in a large meeting room that could only be described as the inside of a tree carved into a tired rotunda seating arrangement. Katerina spun around to see what else she could identify. She confirmed that it was indeed some sort of giant hollowed-out tree, much bigger than the one back in the room. The entire thing was seating layered in tires and once it got to the back of the wall it would jut out again and then be held up by pillars connected to the one above and below, and this system seemed to go on forever. Except in one little slice of the circle, there was nothing but a large, very extravagant yet elegant, with only three people in there. AND THEY ALL HAD WINGS! They were all tall, elegant, and slender royal humans, except they had enormous wings like a colorful translucent magical butterfly with a human body! “Hello, my people,” The lady in the middle of the box said. “Welcome, for those who do not know I am your queen, Queen Kalabatu, and we have a special guest tonight.” The crowd erupted into cheers. Katrina looked around and noticed the whole audience had their own unique set of wings, everyone but her, and now she was paying attention Katrina noticed that the people around her were staring and whispering at her. Then the one thing she didn't expect happened, she poofed again to the middle of the room where there was no seating except the floating metal disk she was standing on, and the last thing she remembered before passing out was the queen saying. “Everyone please welcome our human champion for the bloom games for our clan to earn the golden nectar, her human name was Katrina but you shall know her by her arena name; Veronica. Photo by Lyriel Hankins Artwork by Salaya Chowdhury
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