Marigold Monologue

I still remember that dreadful night as if it were yesterday, the day my pride, my joy, my everything, my marigolds were destroyed. That morning when I woke up I just knew it was going to be a bad day. I woke up and started doing the thing I've always done, I was taking care of my beautiful marigolds. I was out there for about two hours when a rock came flying at one of my marigolds and beheaded it, “Who out there?” I searched through the bushes trying to find the children who are always trying to get at me. “You better git” I yelled. I looked for a couple more seconds before I cautiously went back to my marigolds, but before I even knew it another rock beheaded another one of my marigolds. Those kids didn't understand my reasoning for planting
I sat in my room for a long while weeping before I heard a familiar noise outside. I rushed to the door peering out just before I saw that same angry girl jumping into my flower bed destroying my flowers. I felt that all the happiness I had ever had was being sucked out of me with every stomp that girl was taking on my marigolds. By the time I got to my flowers they were all gone. I couldn't even find it in me to yell at her stood there in astonishment and a wave of sadness washed over me. It was almost as if my whole life was taken away from me from this careless little girl who was only thinking of herself. I wanted to scream I but I just couldnt. I felt tears forming in my eyes, I forgot the girl was there before I heard her scarce and quivered voice, “M-miss Lottie!” she had said before she hurried to her feet. Her eyes were swollen as she looked up into my sad and weary eyes. I stood there for a moment before I turned away and went inside to my room. I thought to myself, this is a dream I will wake up in a little bit and my flowers will be there when I wake up, but in the back of my mind I knew they were