Rossa walked out of the coutroom escorted by 5 police officers and the judge.
She had been charged guilty of first degree murder in killing a higher class citizen and was sentenced to death by fire. Her grandmother and mother were not even mentioned during the case since they were lower class.
Rossa still felt like she wanted to take responsibility for them by dieing instead of taking responsibility for only Valentino.
"I would like to die where i lived as a child" Rossa said to the judge who sat across from her as the car drove.
"Is that your 1 wish?" The judge said confused as to why Rossa didnt ask for anything more.
"Yes sir"
The car drove to Rossa's old cottage, as they got out Rossa looked around and walked off.
"Hey!" The gaurd said grabbing Rossa.
"Not here" Rossa said sternly
"Follow me"
The guards and judge followed Rossa out to a flower field and took off her hand cuffs. Rossa stood in the middle, the breeze flowing through her hair as her life flashed before her eyes.
"This is where it all went wrong, if i had gone straight to my grannies house i would have never met the wolf" Rossa said closing her eyes.
The men looked to each other in confusion and then back to Rossa.
"Is she scared of wolves?" One of the men said to the other. The man shrugged in confusion.
Rossa let out a sigh and picked up one of the flowers, smelling it and then letting it go into the wind.
"I am ready now"
The men grabbed the gasoline and poured it all over Rossa and all over the flower field. Then nailed Rossa's hands into the ground. Blood pooling from her hands and mixing with the gas.
Rossa smiled and layed her body fully on the flowers shutting her eyes for good.
The men walked away and threw the matches onto Rossa setting the whole field ablaze.
Rossa opened her mouth as her clothes and skinned burned away, she said one last thing.
"The End"
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Little Red
RomanceOnce upon a time there was a young girl named Rossa, Rossa lived in a small cottage far from the capital. Her mother was a greedy woman who had many dealings in the red light district, but Rossa still loved her mother and would put on a smile no mat...
