Forgot to mention in the first part that there is more than one part to this >.>
Again, hope you enjoy 
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Are you okay Ellie, you look a little pale Ellies mum enquired over the dinner table, glancing out of the corner at Ellies hardly touched plate of food and comparing it to the mess that could be classified as a health hazard that was Heathers food.
Im just not feeling all that good. She replied, fiddling with the beans to make a smiley face, Can I get down?
Of course you can dear. Just remember the dog needs taking for a walk later, you could also get some fresh air as well
Getting up from the table and taking her plate into the kitchen, Ellie scoured the work surfaces for a place to put it down. There was never any space, her mother being too tired from work and her dad simply believing that it wasnt his job to be in the kitchen, her older sister was never in the house much anymore, and the eldest just wasnt around anymore. With the painful memories she had of the last few days shed spent with her eldest sister coming back, she settled for dumping the plate on top of an ice cream tub and walked out into the garden, heading down the path and into her greenhouse. She always found it peaceful here, the mingle of the scents from the flowers, the waft of damp soil after being freshly watered, the whole feeling of nature and tranquillity allowing for her to forget the daily annoyances of the house and her life.
Bringing the hose round the corner and giving her flowers a lovely cool drink, she didnt notice the way the flower heads seemed to turn towards her at the same time, as if they were some sort of conscious entity. After finishing her circuit, Ellie sat down in the battered and faded green deckchair that she had acquired from a trip down the beach one time with the family. She smiled at the memory; the lifeguard had been quite generous and looked the other way to a teenager carrying a large deckchair conspicuously behind her back.
Feeling her eyes droop, and her stomach get a strange tingly feeling, Ellie let herself fall asleep, thinking that the dog could wait and that she needed a bit of rest. As she blissfully snored away, dreaming of dark forests, she was unaware of the glow that spread out from her stomach and surrounded her.
The glow spread out from her to reach out towards the plants, surrounding them and caressing them lovingly, like a mother would a child. As the glow filled the entire greenhouse, the plants bent their heads in the direction of the sleeping Ellie, and a wind that came from nowhere passed through their leaves, seeming to make them sigh happily. The plants started to grow slowly, glowing with the same glow that came from the unconscious Ellie.
A single mosquito buzzed its way in through the open window, and descended towards her. With alarming speed a large root shot out of the ground and skewered the bug, smashing the glass pane on the other side as well.
With this sound, Ellie woke up with a jolt, the glow disappearing from the greenhouse. Heather ran down the garden, poked her head into the greenhouse, and with the curiosity of only a small child, inspected the mini jungle that had started to grow.
Mum wants to know what the noise was. She said in an offhand manner, clearly not as interested in the excuse as the actual act of creating the jungle.
Nothing
nothing
I just fell asleep. Ellie replied, astonished at the way the plants had grown in her sleep, Come on, lets get back inside, its getting late and I dont want to fall asleep in the chair again.
Taking her sisters hand in hers, Ellie led the way up the garden as calmly as she could. What else would happen? WOULD anything else happen? Was it to do with that berry? If it was, what would she do?
Ellie, the door?
Huh? Ellie grunted as Heather cut into her thoughts again, not realising shed stopped just before the back door, Oh right
Going through the open door, she let go of Heathers hand and walked upstairs, grunting that she was tired to her curious parents, before entering her room. She always looked at the letters on her door that spelled her initials, E.T.M, her dad liked to joke about them and she always tried to work it out. We should have called you Amy, then the initials would represent what you are to our bank balance
Her dad came up the stairs now, looking concerned. You coming down with something? You didnt eat much and youre looking a little pale
Im fine. Just tired out from the walk out with Heather earlier.
Well, if youre sure. Just get some rest, okay? Dont want our bank balance getting too big because youre not feeling up to asking for new clothes and what not. He grinned and headed back down stairs
Shaking her head once more, she walked into her room. It contained the basics that a room should have, wardrobe, bed, cabinet for books and other things. The walls were covered in posters and what was exposed was painted black. Dodging round the various clothes and magazines left over the floor, Ellie flopped down onto the bed. Curling up into a ball she let out a quiet curse at the springtime heat, sweat forming on her head, and slowly fell asleep again.
The flower that her mum had got in an effort to try and cheer up the room lifted its wilting head and seemed to glare at her, resentful in its weeks of neglect, its roots slowly growing out of the pot and covering the room in a spreading area with the flower at its centre, all the time closing in on the bed and its sleeping cargo.
This is a little story I've had floating round in my head for a while (It being the oigin of my newest dom), and since I havent really done a proper story in yonks and with my drawing ideas drying up I'd though I'd write it down and torment you all with it
Critisism and such allways welcome, as I'm not very experienced with creative writing and havent shown anyone any of my work before.
Enjoy
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In the countryside full of rolling hills and green fields, in between twin rows of blossoming cherry trees, with their petals just opening fully to embrace the warm springtime sun, a little girl of around four hums a nursery rhyme.
The little girl happily skipped down the dirt track ahead of her teenage sister, her pastel pink dress and golden locks billowing out with the speed she was travelling at, ignoring to calls for her to wait. Turning around so she could look back at her sister while she hopped, she giggled and stuck her tongue out. Come and catch me! she called, turning back around and picking up speed.
Her sister sighed and continued her leisurely stroll down the path, paying more attention to the foliage than her fast disappearing charge for the day. Ellie, for that was her name, had always liked the flora and fauna of a place than the humans that inhabited it. They always just cluttered up the place and drained it of the beauty.
She gently chewed on the end of a strand of her dark hair, occasionally checking to see if the speck in the distance had stopped or slowed down, fiddling with her trouser pockets edges. She didnt have that bad a figure; she just chose to hide it in jackets and baggy clothes. Her black hoody hiding the curving figure of a growing young woman, her long trousers covering her legs to weave an illusion that they were bigger than they were and stopping just short of the end of her new fashionable trainers. Her hair left to grow its own wild way, only the fringe cut to reveal a non-remarkable but not unpleasant face, her skin slightly tanned from spending hours in a greenhouse with her plants.
Cursing her wardrobe habit of dark clothes, she picked up a gentle jog to catch up to the bend in the track, which was surely where her baby sister was waiting in ambush. They always played this game, shed run ahead and Ellie would walk round the corner only to have a small bundle of energy launch at her. It was some sort of tradition that had grown over the years, reinforcing the bond between the siblings.
But today her sister wasnt hiding behind a tree; she was squatting down in the road, inspecting something that Ellie couldnt see. Peering over the top of her head revealed it to be a small berry. Nothing out of the ordinary, except it was glowing green. Picking it up with thumb and forefinger, she sniffed it cautiously.
Hey! I was looking at that! The sister exclaimed, jumping up to try and get it back.
Well Im looking at it now, and Im older so I get priority. Ellie replied, holding it over her head and sticking her tongue out at her younger sister.
But her sister persisted her jumping, knocking Ellies arm and causing her to drop the berry. Looking up as she opened her mouth to taunt her sister again, the berry dropped into Ellies open mouth. Acting on reflex she swallowed the strange berry, feeling it slip down her gullet with a strange tingling sensation.
Time seemed to stand still; the only things that moved were the petals in the gentle breeze that had appeared out of nowhere. Was it poisonous? What would it do? All these thoughts ran through Ellies mind in a second, a small feeling of dread growing in the pit of her stomach
Awwww, you did that on purpose! Her sister said, pouting and crossing her arms in the typical disappointed child routine.
And it serves you right for hogging it to yourself, Heather Ellie said, crossing her own arms defiantly, her thoughts banished in the simple moment, now lets get home to mum. Its roast for dinner tonight. Shooing Heather into motion down the track again.
Yay! Roast roast, roasty roast roast! The little bundle of energy sang as she started her skipping again, easily establishing her lead down the track.
Ellie shook her head and started walking, not noticing the way the leaves seemed to collect in her footprints down the path.