You Gave Me Roses, And I Left Them There To Die

Author's Note- It's beautiful, it's amazing, but it will soon be broken.





Oh so beautiful, so graceful. So soft, so perfect. A rose is the warmth of the heart.  It smiles at you and you fall in love. The color so beautiful, you can’t stay away. It symbolizes the feeling inside me of wanting love. When I see the rose I can feel what it’s like to fall in love. When the rose is dying, I can feel the pain inside my heart. Every peddle falling, leaving the rose to only the last peddle is my heart dying, feeling the torture inside me knowing my love is fading. Love is like a rose, strong and beautiful and slowly it begins to die. Leaving only the memories to love and cherish. When you find love it is amazing and soon it dies. Leaving everything inside you broken.

Live Life, Love Time

Author's Note: Live life as if you were to die tomorrow, because you never know when you're going to loose something important.


I woke up in the morning full of regrets because of my actions last night. Not only have I lost my best friend, but now everyone is going to look at me as the girl who came to party, but left as the fail. I remember the words coming out of my friends mouth, “Don’t go! A party isn’t worth it! Just stay here with me!” I responded with walking away in anger. At that moment I thought my friend was just jealous because I got invited to a party and she didn’t. Now I know she didn’t want me too go because I would get to carried away and screw up my future. I should have listened to my friend. Now my life is ruined.        

This story is a good example of not letting go of the mistakes you made. Even though it was a mistake, you have to learn about  what you did wrong. Messing up is part of life. No one is perfect. If you don’t learn from what you did wrong, how are you ever going to grow into a better person?  Most likely when you get older you’re just going to laugh about it. So, smile when you want to cry, apologize even about something you didn’t do, and just move on because you have a long life to live and you can’t hold onto the past. You have to let it go.                                                   

Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun

Author's note- I was thinking of an idea of what to write about, and one of my memories came back to me about my old friend. This story isn't all true though, but some parts are. I hope you enjoy this depressing story.


It’s been 120 days, 34 hours, and 15 minutes since the day my mom has left my family and I. She told us it was for the best, but we all know that’s not true. I can’t even remember her sweet calming voice, her beautiful flowing blonde hair. She was perfect. The thing is, no one knows why she left.....except me.

My dad tries to think of the positives of why she left. He tries to tell my little sister that she left for work, or she just needed a break from stress, but the real reason is I saw her kissing another guy. The guy was tall with a buzz cut. He had sparkling blue eyes and a very nice smile. This man looked very familiar to me and then I got it. He was my dad's brother.

I stayed awake all night waiting for my mom to come home, but she never came. The next day she wasn’t home again. She left a message that said, “Hey guys work is running late won’t be home till tomorrow.” Of course, I fell for it because after I got that message I felt bad for my mom and went to her work. She wasn’t there. She was seeing my uncle behind my dads back and he didn’t even know.

The next day I sat down with my mom and told her what I saw. She was so shocked that I knew. After I told her she didn’t say a word all she did was get up and look at my pictures of our family. My mom grabbed the picture of when my little sister was first born. She explained to me about how she and my father fell in love. I remember her voice getting shaky and her expression changing from satisfied to ashamed. Her face fell down as she told me she loved another man. I held back the tears because since I was 14 I knew this was a big problem and I couldn’t cry or she would. I questioned her and told her she had to tell dad and if she didn’t I would. She was so mad! She grabbed me and held me against the wall then screamed at me. When she was screaming at me her grip on my neck got tighter and tighter. I began to get light headed and before I knew it I was passed out on the ground.

When I woke up my father was holding me and my mother was on the other side of me. I asked them what happen and my mom said she was talking to me and I fell to the floor and fainted. I knew that was a lie because a couple of days later the whole memory came back to me.

A week later I told my mom I remembered everything that happened and she denied it. We shouted at each other again and she hit me in the face this time. I will never forget her arm falling behind her head and swinging at my face. As I fell to the floor my little sister started to cry. She saw all of it too. My mom ran at her and who knew what she whispered to her, but all I really remember was my mom slapping her forehead and my sister crying on the ground for hours. My mom ran away that night and we haven’t heard from her since.

After that night my dad asked me what had happened, but I just keep saying nothing. I don’t even care anymore what happened to me or my sister. All I wanted was my family back together. Until I get my mom back the secret is a secret that will never be told.

A Laptop For Christmas

Author's Note- I was suddenly put under a tree and wrapped in paper. I didn't know what was going on.



It wasn’t long till I was shipped off with a couple of my TV friends in a big box with wheels on it that spelled out FED EX. I didn’t know what was going on and I didn’t know if I wanted to know what was going on. I remember an old man in a jump suit grabbed me and walked me to a door step. He pressed a button and a loud ringing noise occurred. A young girl with long blond hair and bright blue eyes answered the door and smiled. She grabbed my friends and I and ran upstairs. The next thing I recalled was being wrapped with paper and being placed under a tree. I remember sitting there all night. The paper was so snug that I almost felt claustrophobic. Right when I finally fell asleep I heard running down the stairs and a girl screaming, “Christmas!” She ran into the room I was in and fell to the ground. After that, more people came too. They all reached for something under the tree, and someone grabbed me. I finally saw a light, and right when I could fully see I saw the same girl staring at me. She jumped up and down in joy then smiled at her parents and shouted, “A laptop! For me?” The parents looked at each other and responded saying yes. I watched the family open more present and when they were done they left the room. As I sat there the girl came back and opened me. Her sweaty fingers touched my keys. The first place she took me too was Facebook. I don’t care if Mary and Jack are back together! After she was on Facebook she logged me off and shut me down and now I’m here sitting alone. Hopefully soon she will use me more.