TW: death
Mom was swinging me in the air we lived in a small house in front of a bed of flowers. I made a
flower crown for her I hope she would treasure it, since it was made with beautiful blue flowers, She asked me to get her more flowers in the deep forest, I realized there are no flowers after looking in there for a while I then heard a thump and as I came back to tell her she was on the ground. my dad was crying did I take that long? I dropped the flower to the ground and cried once I realized she told me to go in the forest so I wouldn't see her die.My dad packed a big bag for me and him he gave me a map and pointed to a small village "Dad isn't that far?" He took the map away and carried me, I was light to be just a 6 year old my mom used to say that I was worried it looked far away
It was a long ride by the time I got to the town my moms flower crown is dry I knew it wouldn't last long. By the time I got to the town it was chilly I didn't like it here. Ever time I stepped there was only dead flowers dry and cold I wish I could visit a flower beds full of color. I still can't believe my mother died it felt like it happened so fast. Whatever,
My dad took me to a small house it was so small our beds were small and together in one corner it smelled like a roach would have moved in with a little dust bag. "It's so boring here dad can't we go back home I don't like it here.." He shot a glare at me and I knew we were staying here forever
My dad tucked me in and immediately fell asleep and forgot to close the door. 10 minutes in and I barleys slept that night there was a bunch of crickets *I don't know how these crickets even live with this freezing tempatures* I thought.I got up early in the morning I was very tired I got up and it was really sunny I saw that dad was out talking with this beautiful blonde pale woman she looked very rich, I didn't want to disturb them so I went over to the small forest near our cabin I was gonna explore a little bit but stay near of course.
A little time into my exploration and I heard a soft cry it reminded me of my mother, I wouldn't let anyone down. I went towards the crying just to find a girl about my age with a black silky hair, beautiful dark skin, and a blue long dress I looked down at my coat and pleated skirt I hope I make a good impression on her. I approached her and sat down next to her "Are you okay?.." I asked , she looked up and wiped her tears off and told me "Why are you talking to me? Are you new or something? Dont you know I'm 'A cursed Child'?" I had no clue what she was talking about, so I asked her " What are you talking about I'm sure your not cursed! We should become friends!" She looked at me surprised and agreed. Poor girl what did she mean?
We built a big tree house all afternoon until I heard my father call me I left the forest just so when I get to our cabin to see box after box packed only to see the same blonde woman kissing my father.
Realization hit me harder than ever. My dad already got over my dead mother
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Roses in my Grave
عشوائيBorn in the 1930 in Great Britan this young girl will survive in a cold village after his fathers poor decisions with love will she have the courage?