The torn flower

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Flowers are beautiful things aren't they? They are gentle creatures with elegant petals.

Each one has its own color.

But the most popular flower of all is a rose.

Not many people know that roses weren't always red.

They were once pure white, like an Angel's feathers.

But blood of revenge soon taught the roses that this world was harsh and cruel. They thought it was either kill or be killed no matter who or WHAT you are..

All of them turned red, the color of hatred. All acpect a little flower.

The flower was a pacifist and refused to believe that this world's meaning was to be murderous.

It believed in its self and their methods. It stood at the top of a hill and gazed down at the field of red roses everyday, laughing cheerfully and let wind run through its leaves.

So tread carefully when you see a white rose, not dyed, not artificial, not FAKE.

Let it grow, do not agure.

Especially against a pure one.

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Frisk was beautiful inside and out. She was a precious treasure too all that knew her. In fact, she wore a paper crown on her head so she could be like a princess.0
It was impossible not to like such a cute, fragile thing. In less your jealous, of  course. But only a heartless monster would hate her.

Kids at school loved her as well. She was smart and helped those who weren't that smart. Frisk was favorite of all the teachers at school and nobody cared because they know they can't find a better student to replace her.

But being perfect has a cost.

Being a pacifist had a cost.

1st grade,August 18th, 5 kids were transferred. Transfered to Frisk's school in fact. They were delinquents. The 5 kids were kicked out of every school they been too.
Once they heard that Frisk was the star of the school, the hunt was on.

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Frisk was humming. She started to spin around and dance while walking, Frisk was cheerful. Her dance may have made her trip over her feet a couple times, but her happiness lifted her all the way back up.

A harsh shove hit her into Frisk's spine. Frisk couldn't understand what was happening, it was going to fast. As Frisk fell to the ground, she got a mouthful of dirt and grass. Frisk coughed, trying desperately to get it out. Before Frisk could recover, several hard kicks started to stomp or kick her klShe covered her head and waited for them to stop. As soon as they stopped she jumped up and ran as fast as she could. Frisk didn't look back. She knew if she did it would just scare her more. Tears blurred her vision making it hard to see. Before Frisk knew it, she got incredibly tired from running. She was dizzy and tired she coughed repeatably. She soon found her self near a chain fence and sat against it. Even more tears ran down her face. Frisk dosed off.

The only thing she saw was a camera staring right back at her.

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