8

A gentle breeze blew by, sending leaves rustling my way. I shut my eyes tighter as I padded the bed, frantically searching for the duvet I'd slept in last night.

But instead of the soft warmth of the quality cotton material, my hand felt a hard surface, prickly prickles poking through my skin. I jerked up immediately and what I saw wasn't what I expected.

Trees bloomed all around me, like it was spring. Songbirds flew around, their rhythmic chirps filling my ears. Flowers of different colors and types spread about with lush green hedges in between. And the sun was as bright as ever, the round celestial body glowing and giving warmth to my skin. Where was I? Glancing around my immediate surroundings, I surveyed what was supposed to be my bed.

My fancy queen sized bed with lacy covers was no longer where I left it last night. Instead, I was sprawled on top of a flower bed. A rose bush to be exact. It's petals, I'd probably used as a cover and it's thorns were what pricked