A Bed of Roses

A Bed of Roses

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Stumbling upon a bed of roses, she hurriedly dived into the depths of soft luxurious red petals and held her breath. Her red sweater allowed her to blend in with the flowers effortlessly. In the distance, she hears cries of anguish as the men marched away. She sighed. It was a close shave. She sniffed the air. The roses perfumed her beautifully, and she smiled. She didn't realize the thorns piercing her skin menacingly, and the fact that her eyes were tearing painfully. Overwhelmed by the captivating scent, she closed her eyes as the roses lulled her into a deep sleep.
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Darkness. Darkness is all she could see. She woke up just seconds earlier, in a comfortable bed, but just a little squeaky. There was some light shining through coming from the little oval window in the top left wall. She sighs as she looks around the small, spaced-out room. She then spots folded clothes placed on a green padded, metal chair. The woman groans. The color of the shirt was dark green, the pants gray. She looks at her clothes seeing what she was wearing before was now a tank top and shorts. She looks around the room making it an idea to do. Then after taking a wandering glance around the new room, she got up. The bed made a squeaky mouse sound when she did, but the woman ignored it.

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