A simple daisy in a big field that’s how Marguerite felt as she stared at the vast, deserted world that laid in front of her as she remembered. Her body went ice cold but the sun kept cutting her cheeks like sand on a windy day. Alone, she could hear the distant cries of families mournfulness and agony as they shrieked, and birds, not to be heard. As she looked down she would see blood dripping out of her feet from the splinters she had gotten while tripping on the porch earlier on, but the pain wasn’t there, she couldn’t feel, she was numb. She stared at the blood dripping from her neck down to her finger. Everything was in slo-mo, then a piercing noise started to ring in her ears. The blood hit the floor and everything went black. She woke up in her cozy bed with a beam of light blinding her. As she got up she looked in shock at her own body still sleeping. Two minutes after someone walks into the room. “Mom?” she asked confusedBut her mother didn’t seem to hear her. She scrambled to her mother yelling there was an imposter in her bed, but her mother walked right through her. Like a knife slicing through butter. As her mother woke up her other self, she then realized what was happening. She started to weep hopelessly, telling her mother how sorry she was and that she could have saved her but was abruptly interrupted by her mothers’ sweet voice as she consoled her other-self. That day would always be engraved in her mind. It’s where it all went down. She gently woke her up and informed her that her father was in the hospital and that he would be back soon. The smile of her mother made it unbearable for her to stay so she ran as fast as she could until it was dark all around her, she fell and crumpled herself up in a ball. She felt alone and helpless. She couldn’t help her family from the horror that awaited them and she couldn’t bear to relive those moments. She then heard her dad calling her name. She got up and yelled“Dad?!”She started to run towards that voice and all of a sudden light and colors started to come back. And there was her dad at the end of the tunnel. Dad! she yelledShe was so close but he vanishes as she arrived on point, she was now in the hospital. Her other self sitting on her mothers’ lap sound asleep, a moment of pure innocence and peace. But that didn’t last as her gaze fell upon her mothers’ worried look. The doctors came in and muffled something to her mother, and that’s when she broke down. Her mother fell to the floor and she didn’t have to think twice to realize what had happened, her father had died of influenza. That was a shock to her because she had never seen her mother cry. She started to run to her mother to catch knowing she was going to die of heart failure but slipped and fell just like her mother and soon enough everything went black again. She woke up in a pool of blood and someone shaking her. It was an elderly man who looked like he was in his 70s. As they were leaving the house she looked back one more time at the now withered flower and never turned back. She was later diagnosed with PTSD and was now living with this man who had saved her life.