i watched as a leaf fell softly on the ground. Fall had arrived and winter was coming soon. Winter, a world of fragile things. I always loved the winter and there were many reasons why. Like i got to wear jackets and hoodies and drink hot chocolate and read books in a cozy corner, ignoring all my problems.
I opened the door and went inside my silent house. "mom?", i called out.
"yeah i'm in the kitchen rose", she replied. i put my bag on the table nearby and walked in the kitchen.
"what did you make for lunch?", i asked taking in the delicious smell.
wait,smell isn't delicious. oh well i'm stupid anyways.
"spaghetti, like you told me to", she removed her apron.
"yay", i said with excitement.not.
i sat on a chair. "so what are you waiting for? give it to me, i'm starving", i dropped my head on the table. but not too hard.
"ha ha aren't you always? you know the rules, sweetcheeks. go wash your hands first", she smirked.
"noooo, i'm too hungry", i whined.
"your hands must be too dirty", she mocked me.
"just this once please", i whined again.
"go wash your hands, Rosalia", she said.
what she really meant was "go wash your hands rosalia, period"
so yeah
"fine", i dramatically sighed and dragged myself to the washroom.
i swear i heard her chuckle. oh well.
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ROSE
Non-FictionToday in this world of lies, there's a girl who doesn't seem to find her way in this world. She can't fit in the society . She's just a normal girl with big dreams she seems to breathe like air. hope?lost happiness?rare overthinking?check. and jus...
