Sprouting Memory Part 1

The warm feeling of the earth wrapping it's arm around your small body, making you feel safe and content. It's a feeling I never thought would go away. Since I gained consciousness, this feeling of safety is all I knew. I wondered if there was something else, maybe somewhere else.. What if there wasn't anywhere outside of this warm place? Would I feel lost or relieved to experience something else? I spent days wondering if there was a slight chance that an event might occur, if things could change. Maybe there was more things to discover out of here.. My bugs and worms friends did told me about a colourful place where it's bright and warmth part of the time and dark and cold the other part. I laughed at them, thinking such a place couldn't existe, only the warmth of the earth existed. They laughed at my ignorance. The strong roots of my mother plant where giving me all the nutrients I needed to grow strong just like her, and sometimes I was wondering what she looked like. Did I looked like her? Would I ever be able to see her, or see myself? I loved to imagine myself resting under her beautiful leaves or flowers, seeing with my very own eyes the fabulous world my worms friends would describe to me.

Suddently, the ground started trembling. It was tenuous and silent at first, almost like if the earth was shivering from a cold. Then it got louder and louder, the ground cracked and open itself in a giant split. I was ejected from the only home I ever knew. Everything seemed.. Too bright. Colours were attacking my eyes, noises were too loud and forced me to cover my ears with my two hands. I closed my eyes the more I could hoping to return down below, back in the warm feeling of earth. I stayed here for minutes, at the bottom of the crevasse, kneels down, hoping everything I didn't knew would go away. At one point I decided to open my eyes again, just to take a quick peek in at my surroundings. The ground was turned over and plants were buring under dirts, not far from me trees were laying on the ground or cut in two distinct trunks. I remouved my hands from my ears and stood up slowly. Something bad happended here, and I witnessed it. Maybe was I even the only left alive. Turning on myself to glance at the place where I sprouted from, I realised I had been trapped under there for too long. A giant bush of black leaves plants was semi burried under the dirt and rocks that were once at my place right now. Realising that is probably my mother plant, I feel a strange feeling crossing my body. Is it sadness? I climbed the nearest rock and stare at the pile of fresh leaves. The old and tortuous roots of my mother plant were exposed, saying a quick hello to the sky and a last goodbye to me.

Sprouting wasn't easy. It didn't hurt, no, at least not physically. Leaving the warmth of the ground, leaving my bug friends, leaving my mother plant's strong and loving roots.. It was really hard. From everything I imagined, nothing was comparable to what happened today. I was now able to understand everything my underground friends told me about: the bright and warm day, the sun rays making my body warm just like the earth used to do, the many and various smells of plants and fresh dirt around me, the colourful surroundings calling for an adventure and the many sounds that I didn't knew existed until now. I could hear other animals chirping and screaming around me, horrified of what happened to this once beautiful place that had been turned into an earth's open wound. The split was quite large but the length of it was terrifying. It was spreading out farer than my mother plant's roots could ever reach, far outside of this part of the forest. I started for a moment at this crevasse and where it was going. What could have caused such a thing? Was the earth unhappy because I didn't wanted to sprout? Or is it because I sprouted that the earth was unhappy? In the distance, through the broken trees and at the end of the split, I could see a large blue and pale yellow colour block. More unknown noises where coming from that place, multiple flying creatures where also following the split to this place. Leaving my mother plants behing, I decided to follow the creature and discover a new part of this world.