A Short Story About the Red Rose
A Short Story About the Red Rose
By Omar Mohammed Published 8 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Nikita Tikhomirov on Unsplash
- In a distant field, a single red rose bloomed among a sea of yellow flowers. She stood out brightly, like a small flame dancing on green land. The other flowers whispered, “Why is she red? We are all yellow. She’s different.”
- The red rose heard them, but she said nothing. Every day, she opened her petals to the light, smiled at the sun, and offered her scent to the butterflies.
- One day, an old painter passed by the field, searching for inspiration. He was drawn to the red rose and knelt beside her, saying, “At last, I’ve found unique beauty… This rose will be the heart of my painting.”
- He painted her at the center of a large canvas, making the entire field a faded background to highlight her vivid color. When the painting was shown at an art gallery, everyone admired it. “How stunning this rose is… so different, so special,” they said.
- The rose smiled at last, realizing that her difference was not a flaw—it was the reason she was seen, and appreciated.
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