Are You a god?

I opened my eyes and I was back at the orphanage, from my view I could see the others playing and I just sat on the swing watching them. My eyes descended to my lap and found my hands holding unto a sunflower.

"You always smile so brightly," I said. "I wish I can too" but it was just my 6-year-old self talking to a flower I plucked earlier. "Do you think there are happy endings?"

"Hey look Ava is talking to a flower again" a boy suddenly called out and I gasped raising my head, and before I knew it I was gathered.

One of the boys ripped the flower from my hand and squeezed it. "Witch!" and then they laughed.

My eyes grew teary but I didn't want to cry in front of them… I didn't want to give them that satisfaction, so I quickly rose to my feet in an attempt to run away but someone just had to put a foot forward and I yelped, falling on my face into the mud. More laughter came, and it played in my head over and over again hunting me.