Death Rose

Death Rose

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Another chapter comes to boggle Ashley's life. Shes's finally turning eighteen and she is finally going to be free. Free to start a new life, find someone to settle with, build a family, find a home, and live happily. But little does she know, things can turn around unexpectedly. Happy can be sad, fun can become boring, love can become hatred, and life can become Death? All seventeen red roses were given; except for the last one. The rose that her dead dad should be giving her. The rose that Ashley thought she will never get, is given to her. She stood in silence and her face went blank. A pin drop can be heard from every corner of the room until the silence was broken by her voice asking... "Why is it black?"
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IT lets go of me, my head hits the ground again, no sound echos this time. IT's mouth movies, but my ears ring, so I can't hear IT. Everything is blurry and movies too much. I can't focus on anything. IT looks at me, IT's eyes are all gray. IT smirks and stands all of the way up, towering over me. I pull myself up and wobble away from IT on unsteady feet. I look back to see IT laughing, watching me walk away. I can't hear her terrible laughter, and I don't want... to... I fall over, feeling woozy. My head spins and I sway as I try to stand. I look back again, to see that the fog has covered my path, and I can only see a couple of inches away from my face. I blow out air and fall over. * * * * 13 year old Colten, takes a shortcut through the field next to his house on his way home. But why can't he reach his destination?

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