Roses

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  A young woman was walking in a beautiful garden that belonged to a friend of hers. She smiled brightly when she saw a bush full of red roses. They were absolutely beautiful. Roses had been her favorite flower ever since she was a little girl.
  The young woman walked up to the bush and pulled off on of the roses. She gently brushed the rose against her nose so she could smell it. She widened her eyes at the stench. It smelled like blood and when she felt  the edge of her nose she realized that there was blood dripping off the edge.
  "How do you think my roses get its color?" A voice whispered behind her.

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