06-25-2012, 12:24 PM
Dalgina fidgeted with the flower in her hand, trying to twist it so that it would stick in her hair properly. No matter how she tried though, it didn't last, always tumbling back out. Dalgina was near tears with frustration when a voice called behind her. Turning around Dalgina blinked her eyes. The comforting form of her papa stood there, concern etched on his face. Embarrassed to be caught doing something so silly Dalgina let the flower fall to the ground. It was ridiculous, getting all worked up over a flower. If she was more mature, it wouldn't have happened.
Dalgina stood there trembling for a moment before running over to Papa. Throwing her arms around him she cried a little, body shaking. Dalgina didn't stand out like her other siblings did. She didn't have the pretty coat patterns, or the bright look that they held. She didn't hold their confidence, easily backing down from things out of nervousness. On top of it, the stupid flower was refusing to behave. She was having a miserable time.
Dalgina stood there trembling for a moment before running over to Papa. Throwing her arms around him she cried a little, body shaking. Dalgina didn't stand out like her other siblings did. She didn't have the pretty coat patterns, or the bright look that they held. She didn't hold their confidence, easily backing down from things out of nervousness. On top of it, the stupid flower was refusing to behave. She was having a miserable time.