Flora es una chica común y corriente. Como muchas chicas que habitan la tierra. Esa no se siente especial, sabe que solo es una persona más. Flora se dedica a cultivar flores todos los días antes de ir a estudiar, ya que, le hace acordar a su madre. Desde hace muchos días ella ha tenido el mismo sueño cada noche.

Flora is an ordinary girl. Like many girls who inhabit the earth. She doesn't feel special, she knows she's just another person. Flora grows flowers every day before she goes to school because it reminds her of her mother. For many days now she has had the same dream every night.

Sueña que se está alistando para ir a estudiar, pero cuando se va a ver al espejo, Esta ve que en ves de tener rostro, solo había flores en su cara. Ella se asusta e intenta gritar, pero no puede; no tiene boca. Sale de su cuarto para pedir ayuda a su padre, pero no lo encuentra, solo encuentra a su madre, Flora se queda atónita al verla. Su madre la agarra de la mano y la lleva al campo de flores y le dice: "Flora, ayúdame a recoger todas las flores que puedas. Tengo que irme ahora mismo". Flora agarra la cesta que su madre le ofrece y se dedica a recoger flores. Ya cuando su cesta está llena, sube la cabeza para darle la cesta a su madre, pero no la ve. Intenta buscarla con la mirada y la logra ver, pero a la distancia. Iba tomada de manos con una mujer alta, de piel blanca, vestida de blanco, con el cabello negro y largo, Flora quería ir a buscarla pero no se podía mover.

She dreams that she is getting ready to go to school, but when she goes to the mirror, she sees that instead of having a face, there were only flowers on her face. She gets scared and tries to scream, but cannot; she has no mouth. She leaves her room to ask for help from her father, but does not find him; she only finds her mother. Her mother takes her by the hand and leads her to the field of flowers and says: "Flora, help me to gather as many flowers as you can. I have to go now. Flora grabs the basket her mother offers her and picks flowers. When her basket is full, she raises her head to give the basket to her mother, but she doesn't see it. She tries to look for it with her eyes and manages to see it, but from a distance. He was holding hands with a tall, white-skinned woman dressed in white, with long black hair.

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