There were blossoms everywhere

The moderator gave us a phrase and we were free to write about anything that we wanted to. Time given to write was 5 minutes. 

The phrase was : "There were blossoms everywhere."

There were blossoms everywhere. Yet, my mind could not focus on the beauty of it, instead what it meant to me. How the lovely setting of the beautiful flowers and the amazing scent could bring such grave and painful memories. The memories that I could never erase from my mind. Those had been seared permanently, scarring me for life.

The soft petals felt like rocks against my skin. The soft scent lingering in the air smelt like death all the time.

There were blossoms everywhere when I found my life, my best friend, my lifeline, my only brother lying in the dark crimson pool of his own blood.