At the heap of clothing, Annie stifled tears. _She cannot possibly have another flower for me, and even if she did, she wouldn’t give it to me because I cannot take care of it._ she thought sadly. Surprisingly enough, the woman approached her. _Probably to scold me,_ thought Annie. “This is for you.” And for the third time, the woman presented Annie with an orange flower. Flabbergasted, Annie watched her. “You must keep some for yourself!” she cried in dismay. Silently, the woman shook her head. “What is your name?” she asked the woman. Suddenly, the woman’s eyes grew dim and hopeless. “J459212,” she sadly replied. “To them, I have no name.” Silently, J459212 continued sorting the clothes. 2007-08-28T02:10:21Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/3399 <p>You still don&#8217;t understand! The flowers represent hope, each day, she brings her new hope.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/3399?basename=9037 2007-08-28T02:10:21Z Laine the Grey http://ficlets.com/authors/lainegrey <p>This woman handing her a flower thing is just too repetative. What&#8217;s going on?</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/3399?basename=8980 2007-08-27T22:49:02Z Alexa ♥ http://ficlets.com/authors/alexa1018 <p>To clarify, this is a continuation of &#8220;A Thing For Beauty&#8221;. I forgot to click &#8220;Write A Sequel&#8221;.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/3399?basename=2335 2007-05-28T01:23:37Z Laine the Grey http://ficlets.com/authors/lainegrey