Why could'nt flowers last. I had it in my room and it died. I felt so bad. I didn't wanna through it out. I could'nt keep it in either. I wanted to cry. Then something odd happened in my room. The lights went out as the door opened. It seems as if someone went inside. Then I saw something move. Someone did come inside. Someone short. The person was around my size. I'm guessing it was a boy. I was sitting on the bed because it was a tiny room and all it had was a king sized bed. The boy locked the door. I was locked inside. I tried to leave until the boy pinned me down. I fell on the bed with a thump. I kept on getting kissed in random places. I started crying. I didn't know what this was. This random action of force. I started screaming for help. Then the boy slapped me. The flower died just like my hope.
