I woke up this morning to the smell of a rose. I don't understand how. It's a freezimg wintee day and it's snowing outside. It's technically impossible for roses to grow this.time of year. When I finally opened I found a rose at my bedside. I bet Mother vissited the florist who has every type of flower you can imagine in his green house.
"Good morning, Mother." I say going through the kitchen ad grabbing an apple. "I'm going out with Alec today. Bye." And just like that I'm out the door. I hated lying to Mother, but it has to be done for her own safety. There isn't even an Alec. Mother bursts through the door.
"Sarah!" She says. "Where are you going? Alec is in here!"
"He is?!"
"Yes."
I walk into the kitchen to see a handsome young man. He had longish blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.
"Bye mom we're leaving now." I say pulling the stranger out of the house. Once we were outside I let go of him.
"Who the hell are you?" I ask.
"Yiu have beautiful eyes, you really shouldn't wear those color contacts." He says.
"What is your name?"
"Sam. I am Sam. Sam I am. Sam."
"Well Sam you have ten seconds to tell me who sent you."
"You're so cute. You think you can take me."
"I know I can, but I won't bye." I say starting to walk away.
"Oh no yo don't." He said grabbing my arm." You're coming with me. After all don't want to hurt mummy."
"You stay away from her Samuel."
"Only if you come with me."
I went with him and we ended up in an old abandonned warehouse. Hetied me up to a chair but forgot my legs.he stood above me chalenging me to attack him. So I did what any sane person would do, I kicked him in the nuts. He fell to his knees and I pulled my hands out of tthe knot and ran. I ripped the tape off of my mouth amd looked back for a second.to see if he was chaxing me. Next thing i knew some guy grabbed me and Sam pulled out a knife and teased my neck with the tip. I was sure I was going to dye.
"What did you want from me?"
"Your life" and with that he quickly slit my throat and left me in the snow to dye.
I smelled roses as the blood gushed and my eyes began to close.
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The smell of a rose
Short StoryThis is the story of young teenager who has made way too many enimies. All of that falls down on her whem she's murdered.