She is speeding down the road with tears in her eyes. She doesn't let a single one spill over because that would mean that that horrid girl would win. The terrible event kept playing in her head each time making her so angry her jaw ached from clenching it.
Even though the emotions of anger and sorrow are spinning through her head like a tornado spins through a small town, everything around her is actually peaceful. There is a big full moon that lights up the old dirt road. The nice breeze cools off the hot summer air and just the sweet smell of the season is pleasant. Although she isn't able to enjoy any of that because she is to caught up in the past to enjoy the present.
Her hair is flying every which way since she lost her hair tie a few miles back. She has only rode a motorcycle once before and is lucky that in desperate situations she is able to recall anything. At exactly 11:56 she blinked a tear away and in that second her world came crashing down.
She didn't even see the light. Her eyes were closed, the two vehicles collided and she was gone. That's it. That was her death.
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Roses in the Garden
Teen FictionRosaline Valois has drama circling around her non-stop. The dead body in her guest room and the ongoing feud with and an old foe is enough to make her head spin. Even her maid is brought in to the craziness Rosaline calls life.
