The sun is glaring at me again with all its anger and I don’t even know what I did to deserve it. I’m just a tiny stone plant, barely seen by anyone. The rock next to me protects me from the sun, but not all the time and hardly at this time of the day. I also have no family and that means I’m always lonely with absolutely nothing to do but think.
No one knows what its like to be me. I have no amazing smell like the woolly thyme that grows a little to the left of me to attract people. I’m so tiny that no one notices me which means that I’m practically invisible. The only time I’ve ever been noticed is when people step on me and even then, I get no acknowledgment whatsoever. People stepping on me is also why I have no family. I do look very pretty and aesthetic though. With a white border and a pretty orangish - red colour in the middle in blobs that makes me look like a lemon with all the wrong colours.

Oh, wait. I almost...