It was about dinner time at the serene household that lived under a tree. No one knew the name of the household because the family was constantly forgotten- even by close friends and family.
They were a small family- they had a cozy little home with three people. They had a tidy kitchen and tidy rooms. They had all types of modern gadgets and gizmos, but most of all they had love.
The mother and the father loved the only daughter they had raised with all of their heart. The parents felt the life they lived was perfect. However, there was something special in this family. The daughter, unlike her parents, had a name.
Her name was so beautiful, and enchanting when one would use it in a sentence. When her name was called, the villagers who lived nearby would smile, for they had known the little girl since birth.
On this particular day, one of her neighbors had asked the girls parents if they could borrow her for a spare moment for his mother needed to fetch some roses, and the man thought the process would be easier that way.
The parents agreed for they had known the neighbor for as long as they remembered. The man then took her out to the farthest field and said "I need some help picking some roses. I need silver roses. But they are very rare. my mother told me they are somewhere in this field. Let's split up to find it."
The little girl, falling for the trick had searched the field for the rare flower.
She was now far from the path they had taken to get there. But with no luck, she didn't find the rose.
It had grown dark, and the girl turned around to head back. But she couldn't find her way in the dark. Because of this, she didn't see the man behind her. And before she knew it, she was knocked out cold.
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The Island Boy
Teen FictionThere were many different things that ruled her life. The way they made her. The way she spoke. The way she woke up alone and trapped. The way that they changed her life forever.
