Mothers flowers, Miss Pegrerains dead cat

(WARNING! This is not a love story or is it???)

For you it started with a gift, to make green, to sprout a dead flower to life...anything alive.
you thought it was only plants but until you touched a dead cat at the age of seven.
You were afraid of your own gift, some thought it was a miracle.
One night you wished aloud...
only to be heard by the nightmare king.