When I At Home I Was Left At Home By Myself On Saturday.
No Friends To Go Shopping At The Mall.
I Was Always Spending My Days Of Free Time.
Alone.....
In My Manor, No Matter How Much Servants I Have In Here.
They Would Always, Keep Their Distance And Gossip About Me Behind My Back.
They Think I Don't Know...
I Am The One Who Deserves To Be Respected, As I Do To Them No Matter What They Do.
But, Push It To Far From The Chances I Give To Them And I Will Fire Them.
I Don't Care In The World It They Beg, Cry, Or Try To Make Me Pity Them.
It Won't Work, My Dear~
Because I Wouldn't Care If The World Of What Would Happen To Me, Or Them.
For Disrespect You Returned To Me.
When I Have Always Had Given Them Many Things In Return, For....
I Am The One Who Provided Them A Place To Live And Pay.
I Am Rose M. Cheng, The Head Of This Household.
So Watch Your Actions, If Not You Will Be Punished.
Anyways, I Would be In Studying, Reading, Anything To Fill In My Boredom.
I Learn By Reading My Books From My Library.
Which I Become Multitalented, To Almost Anything She Read It Would Take Her To Week To Learn.
Walk In My Large And Beautiful Garden.
As, I Walk To My Secret Rose Garden I Tend By Myself.
I Tend Them Daily.
They Bared Natural Crimson Red, Blushing Pink, Midnight Lavender And Pure White From Thorned In Separate Bushes.
One She Prized The Most Was An Ocean Rose.
A Rose, Which White A Blend Of Little blue To The Fringe Of The Petals Grew Darker.
As I Cut A Lavender Rose And Forgotten To Clip The Thorns Off The Stem.
In Which Pierced My Delicate Pale Fingers, Fresh Drops Of Crimson Smeared My White Dress And Which I Seen In A Slow Pace.
What Am I Going To Do?
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Life Of A Thorned Rose
Teen FictionHow do you feel when it seems the world is against you? Rose she died in the inside, struggling to suppress her depression. From the reality, life and fate all together. Her struggles Her Friends Her Parents Her Name Her Life Her Hatred Her Trust ...
