My name is Rose. I was one of the first children to be born in the new age. I don't remember much of my childhood, my mother rarely paid me any mind and when she did she never told me much, only giving me at most two word commands. I remember the other children ignored me, I didn't blame them. I was what most teachers called "a joy to have in class" which in my case meant I was quiet and only spoke when I was called on.
I moved out of the house when I was 14, much to the chagrin of absolutely nobody. I changed my name to a flower and lived on the streets for a while, only eating while I was at school and what I could sneak from gas stations on the weekend. Eventually I got a bit too cocky and the owner of the gas station where I regularly had a 5 finger discount caught me, but after he heard my sob story he hired me as a part-time janitor after school and let me sleep in the back of the storage closet on an old air mattress.
I've been living in the station for a while now, I got promoted to cashier after the last one quit when he caught me masturbating in the bathroom, so I've been living large.
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Daughter of the creek
FanfictionSo basically its a sequel to onion boys reapers creek but i wanted to make it better. Im not done but i need hella feedback so feel free to comment literally anything you think. THIS IS ONE HELL OF A ROUGH DRAFT THO JUST AN FYI
