Sunflower

The Sunflower

As I walk down the dark night past the farm to my house, I was on the way back from the sanitary. When I walked past the farm full of sunflowers, Thousands of them blowing in the wind. They danced and thrived into the night. Scarecrows, like Frankenstein standing in front of me. 

As I walk slowly across the farm wind blew and I was scared, terrified. I thought that sunflowers were suppose to make people feel happy. But it made me feel like a bunch of thorns touching me, creating scars that lasted forever. The road was old and rusty, when I walked on the rocks they cracked and I can hear the sound of ghost, thriving through the night. As the wind blow I blow into darkness. 

It feels like I have been walking in this farm for days. Weeks. Even Months, it feels like I have been walking in this restless farm. The sunflowers dazzled the night and blew into my face. I screamed, but no one heard. It was 1 o'clock in the morning, and I was not yet home safe and sound. I imagine the sunflowers being friendly people around me. The cast of a spell turned them into zombies. Although they were only sunflowers, I imagined that they were zombies touching and torturing me. 

My feet began to shake, the crows singed in the night, not knowing when they would come down and beat you up. 

It felt like years since I have been walking in this disgusting farm, with no one but myself. Then I heard a noise coming from behind the bushes in the sunflower patch. I quickly turned and see what is going on. I was scared and spooked at the same time. 

The sunflowers waved, danced and singed at me, while I was walking down the old rusty road. 

Then suddenly, I heard sounds. 

It was just me, the night and a thousand corpse surrounding me.