The White Rose

The Girl

Words were her weapon...and words from others lead to her destruction

There was a girl
she was small in everyway possible.

She has beautiful long black hair and color of a sapphire blue that shines like no other.

The girl adored roses...especially the white ones.

She could see all the imperfections in the color of a rose which to her, made them all the more perfect.

She was always picked on because of how small she was and because of her admiration of the roses.
But that didn't stop her one and only friend to stick up for her

He was always there through her happiest of time and her most saddest of times. He never left her.

She always liked the boy more than just a friend but, she never knew if he liked her the same way.

Deep down inside her heart she always felt that he didnt but, on the surface she felt he did.

One day while at school the kids were making fun of her once again but this time...they got physical.

She cried for help from her friend but he didnt do anything. He just stood there and watched as she got hit.

They stopped soon after when they were satisfied with her beating. "why...WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP ME!"she yelled at the boy while she held herself in pain, already noticing bruises.

"I didnt help you because I didn't want to" the boy said to her. "But why... I thought you were my friend?" the girl said as tears slowly rolled down her face

"well...you thought wrong" the boy told her as he walked away, to leave her in the middle of the feild to cry by herself.

She ran home crying not noticing that her mother wasn't home. she ran up to her room and locked the door. she quickly went under her bed to pull out a small tin box.

She opened up the box and pulled out a sharp, shiny razor blade. She looked at the blade for a minute when she decided to drag it across her porcelain like skin along her small wrists. Tears brimmed her eyes as she bit her lip from the small sting that was soon brought after dragging the blad across her skin.

She dropped the small blade on the floor as she watched the blood seep through the freshly made wounds. She cried herself to sleep that night , not caring that she stained her bed with her blood.

The next day came along and she was at school.
It was the emd of the day the students decided to beat her again. This time the boy wasn't there to watch as the small girl got beat.

They were done with her beating and left. She got up slowly and walked home.

On her way home she saw a path that led into the forest.
Upon curiosity she went towards the path.
She saw many regular flowers that ranged from lilac to lilies.
As she went further down the path she saw it soon chamged to roses...not any roses...but white ones.

The girl stared in awe as she saw her most favorite flower of all time. They were all gathered in a giant clearing white roses filled it everywhere.

she stood in one place as she took a quick turnaround and admired all of the pretty roses that she saw.

as she was spinning to look at all the white roses she soon stopped when she saw a small hill curiosity getting the best of her she decided to climb up that hill what she saw was a single white rose.

it was bigger than all the others and it shown so bright almost as if rays of moonlight were shining down upon the Rose

The girl sat next to the single rose and started to talk about all the things that were happening to her at school and about how the boys fish she thought was her friend betrayed her and told her that he wasn't

The girl spent her time with the Rose for hours on end and this happen consistently almost every day she would go on the same path and go up to the top of the hill to talk to the White Rose as if it was really listening to her

One day while she was visiting the Rose she told the rose of what happened to her at school to days ago. she didn't realize she was crying until she felt a small droplet of water fall on her hand

The girl said bye to the roast and promised that she would come again tomorrow like she always did day in day out

when the girl arrived home she saw that her mother was home as well but she was alone there was also a man with her.

her mother looked at her and hatred because the girl reminded her of her husband so much she threw a beer bottle at the girls head but luckily she dodged in time.

The girl wasn't shocked by her mother's actions but it still hurt her nonetheless with tears brimming her eyes she decided to run upstairs and lock herself in her room

The girl again pulled out a small tin box from under her bed and decided that she would cause her self pain once more like she did the other day

once she was done causing herself her pain she decided to go to sleep but she didn't go to sleep so easily all kinds of crazy thoughts ran through her mind the thought of her only friend leaving her and telling her that he never liked her the thought of her mother hating her just because of how much she reminds her of her husband

The girl soon cried herself to sleep and dreamt a dreamless sleep