Fire heart

Who am I

She woke up. Blood on her body and clothes. She looked at her hands, black nail polish. Whoever she was she was stylish. Some one had given her a red rose. She was in a bedroom, that was mainly white.

She stood up she felt light almost like she could fly. She giggled as she jumped up and down. Who was she?

They're was a large mirror. "Hello!"
She said to her reflection. She smiled as she curled her flaming red hair behind her ear. It was short and spiky. She smiled at herself. But her happiness soon disappeared as she saw from the corner of her eye a dead boy. He had dark brown hair and his eyes were closed as if he was sleeping. She ran over to him, his neck had been broken.

She than realized she was at a crime scene. She grabbed him and hugged him as if to comfort him. But how could you comfort the dead.

A tear fell from her yellow-brown eye and rolled down her cheek. She grabbed her belly as if she was going to barf. Then she realized, she had a huge cut in that went through her back and l her front side. The knife was still there. She pulled it out not feeling any pain. It was beautiful, but it made her cry just looking at it.

There was a black trench coat handing on the doorway of the white room. A card was in the pocket and it said: Sophie. She slipped it on. "I am Sophie." She said.

She picked up the boys light body. It was frail and delicate. Like a piece of pottery she didn't want to Shatter. She laid him down on the lacy white bed. His pale skin blended into the quilt. The only thing that stood out was the blood red rose. He looked as if he was sleeping. There was the sound of a door opening. She quickly opened the window and jumped. She survived the fall, she didn't die, two  words came to her head "fire heart"

Walked around the city. Then she hear a voice in her head.

"Ring around the rosy
Pocket full of posy
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down"

"Who said that?" Sophie said a little scared but she continued to walk but the voice haunted her echoing in her head.

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One year later:
Sophie focused her eyes on the toy store across the street. She watched as the little kids ran in with joy and delight  on their innocent faces. She had her hair in a brown beanie and was also wearing  very baggy clothes. Her other clothes were in a large book bag that was getting to be to full. The kids reminded her of the little boy she saw, lifeless. She swung the book bag over her shoulder wanting to forgot of the events that had happened.

She trudged into the toy store, As She watched as the kids ran around playing with all the sorts of toys and gadgets. She noticed a strange guy about her age in the corner, He winked at her and she just stood there dumbfounded in her steps.

He pulled out a gun. "Everybody down!" He shouted as he held up the gun. Weren't there any cops here? Sophie wondered. There was, they were cowering behind the counter like they usually do. Sophie continued to stand, The guy tossed her another gun she didn't know what to do. She held it up nervously.

The guy ran to the register. "Guard my back!" He said to Sophie. She didn't know what that meant!? The guy stole the cash and ran to Sophie. "Come on let's go!" He said grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the exit as quickly as possible.