Trolls: The Mid Evil Times

Life Sucks

💲So the last time I tried this, only one sentence appeared, sorry about that. Now, I must tell you, this chapter has minor blood and some suicidal thoughts, please don't hate on me for this.💲

It was a windy night in TrollsTopia, and somehow, the trolls were sleeping through it all, except one troll. 

6 year old Princess Rose of the pop Trolls is laying wide awake. She wanted to wake up her parents, but they are always so busy, she needed to let them rest. 

Rose sat up, and looked around, she saw her twin brother and sister Twig and Daisy. They were sound asleep, Twig snoring really loudly. While Daisy just breathed.

Rose smiled at this, but then looked to the other side of the room and saw her 4 year old sister Flower, sleeping like a puffalo. 

Rose's smile returned, but then quickly faded once she heard a voice tell her, "Rose, you are so weak!!!! No one cares about you!!! People act like they care but they don't. You're just the princess of pop, a hybrid troll. The princess of pop shouldn't be half pop and half rock. You should be pure blood. You are what Harry Potter fans call a Mudblood. That is shameful, everyone hates you. Flower hates you, Daisy hates you, Twig definitely hates you, Briff hates you, Midnight hates you, Otis hates you, River hates you, Dustga hates you, your mother hates you, and you father does as well. You are nothing Rose Cooke Timberlake!!!!" 

Rose busted into tears. Was it true??? Did her friends and family really think that of her??? Sadly enough, she believed so. 

Rose got out of her bed and ran to the kitchen, and then opened the drawer with the knives and took one out. 

Within five seconds, Rose has collapsed on the ground, making an aggressive thud on the ground. Which led two adults to wake up. 

Down the hall, Branch and Poppy lay sound asleep in their bed. 

They were both dreaming about their wonderful life,when they heard a thud. 

Both trolls shot up. "Branchie,what was that???" Poppy asked concerned. 

"I really don't know, let's take a look." Branch said. 

Poppy and Branch walked into the kitchen, almost certain they were being robbed. As they walked further, Poppy grabbed one of Branch's hands. 

Once they got in front of the table, They noticed one of the drawers were opened. They walked towards the drawer, and froze at what they saw right under it.

Rose was laying unconsciously. She had blood on her arms. Did I mention, she had turned gray.

Poppy and Branch were crying a river. This broke their hearts, they loved there kids more than anything else in the world, and one of them could possibly be dead.

Poppy ran towards her daughter, picking her up, and holding her tightly. Even though she was only 6, she was still hold-able.

Poppy laid her on the couch, while Branch examined the area. He looked all around for the answer, and he was shocked when he figured it out. 

"Hey, um, Honey?? Can ya plz come here???" Branch asked. 

Poppy looked up from the couch, "Sure Branchie." Poppy replied.

Before she went to join her husband's side, she looked at Rose and her heart broke. She couldn't bare this.

Once she made it to Branch, she was a little confused about why Branch called her over here. 

"Why exactly did ya call me over here???" Poppy asked. 

Branch looked at her, and said, "Pops, I figured out what happened to Rose."