Rosie felt lonely as the daisies, tulips, and sunflowers whispered behind her back. "Why can’t she be more like us?" they would say, their voices dripping with disdain.

Bird chirped in fear, "Please help me!" Rosie carefully maneuvered her thorns, allowing the bird to escape. However, the other flowers mocked her for being foolish and for her thorns trapping the bird in the first place.

"I may have thorns, but they can also protect," Rosie thought to herself as she helped her fellow flowers survive the storm.]