Genre: MG Science Fiction
A small blue seed with tiny red bumps floated gently to the ground, settling in the middle of the sidewalk. Then, as if uncomfortable on the hard concrete, the seed rolled until it rested in the soft grass.
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Mandy skipped down the sidewalk. Her brother, Peter, ambled along a few yards behind her. She stopped and bent down, her curly red hair falling over her face. She picked up the small seed.
“Aw, Mandy, not another seed?” Peter frowned. “All you do is plant seeds in your window box.”
"Daddy‘s always working and I‘ve got no one to play with.” Mandy looked hopefully at her brother. “You could play with me, Peter.”
"For crying out loud, Mandy. I've got my own friends. They don‘t want to hang around a six year old..." He stopped. Tears glistened in Mandy’s eyes. "I guess you don't have many friends, do you?" he said.
Mandy pushed the hair from her face. “My flowers are my friends.”
“I suppose they even talk to you.” Peter grinned.
Mandy pouted. “Flowers don’t talk! Anyway, this seed is just like the one I found a few days ago.”
“How do you know it isn’t a poison ivy seed?”
Mandy turned the seed over in her hand. “Because I planted the other one and it’s growing a beautiful flower.” She tucked the seed into her pants pocket.
“Well, I don’t think it’s smart to keep planting all those seeds. What if your apple seed grows? We live on the fourth floor.