A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 5

In The Ashes

(Rose's POV)

The next day, I walked back to school. Just like I thought, there was nothing left except ashes. I walked around the burned up bodies. None of them recognizable. I saw something in the distance. It was a small circle. Their was grass growing and in the middle of the small circle, there was a rose. 

It was a perfect Rose. I picked it up. I felt a sharp pain on my hand. I looked and there was blood. The perfect Rose had thorns. Grey once told me that I am perfect but I have a Dark side that I was a Rose with thorns. The Rose was stained a shade of dark red in some spots. My blood had gotten on it.

 It was a Rose with Thorns, stained with blood.

 Just like me. 

Author's Note

This is the last chapter unless I decide to add more to this. I hope you enjoyed this short story.

~Snips456