1/27/13
There was once a rose among a field of roses that looked exactly like her. The rose always wanted to be acknowledged individually but all her sisters looked exactly like her, and besides, she was right in the middle of the rose field. The Rose's sisters were all merry and their petals caressed themselves, wrapping layer after layer around the center for they were full of ego. The one rose however, opened her petal to the fullest for she thought that one should keep an open heart.
"Look at yourself," scolded the Rose's sisters in a whisper, "you don't look like a rose at all, no one will love you if you keep your petals open.