Red Grass (Flash Fiction)


It was soft when dry and slippery when wet, but either way, it was calming. Its fresh scent aroused the tense muscles of the body; it was the sleeping pill for the pains of the body. Once I slept on it and I saw the beauty of the nature mixed with the blue sky. It was too good to see that it made my eyes bleed.

I had to see it again, so I rested on it again; but once my skin touched its body, blood drew out of my coating as its tiny spikes pricked my skin. I gasped and abruptly stood up. I was surprised and did not notice the tears rolling from my eyes.

The green grass was beautiful, but deadly. So in many, small things could hurt the most.


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