Rose. A beautiful flower. When you think of this you often think of something beautiful. Gorgeous. Full of life. Some, think that way when they hear that. Others, not so much. Some, when they hear Rose, sadness appears on their face. They think of the girl who lived down the street. They think of the girl who always raised her hand in class. They think of the girl they had a crush on. The girl with the beautiful smile. Some think of the lovely flower, yet others think of the girl fighting cancer.All Rights Reserved