It’s dark and all I can see all I can see is a scarlet rose surrounded by grass. I reach down to pick it but as I touch it each petal falls off, one by one turning black. As the petals touch the ground the ground collapses beneath me. I fall in to darkness and hear voices repeatedly shout, “Unclean and impure. Not worthy.”
My eyes opened and next thing I saw was my dresser and my book shelf. I was back in my room. It was just a dream, I thought to myself. But it felt so real.
The next morning at breakfast I told mum what I dreamed of but she just said. “It’s just because it’s Halloween tomorrow and all sorts of strange things happen.” But I wasn’t convinced.
Mum had beautiful black wavy hair that went past her shoulders. She wore a long dark purple corset dress. Mum was into Victorian clothing or anything Victorian for that matter, that's why she became a history teacher.
“So mum, where’s Dad?” I asked.
“He left early for work. Sorry dear you missed him.” Mum had a depressing look on her face. I wounded what was wrong but I dared not to ask.
Dad was a tall man, with a pale complexion and dark red hair. But the last time I saw him was a few weeks ago. Mum said he has just been going to work early and stayed at work late but I wasn’t so sure any more.
“Doesn’t matter right now just get ready for school or you’ll be late.”
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“He left early for work. Sorry dear you just missed him.” Mum had a depressing look on her face. I wondered what was wrong but I dared not to ask.
Dad was a tall man, with a pale complexion and dark red hair. But the last time I saw him was a few weeks ago. Mum said he has just been going to work early and stayed at work late but I wasn’t so sure any more.
I look like a compete mix of my parents, we’re all rather skinny. I have black hair with red highlights (my natural hair colour). I also had a pale complexion like dad. The way I dressed was similar to Mum’s. I usually wear a black and red corset dress all though mine isn’t as long and I also wear leggings underneath. I put on black eye liner and blood red lipstick.
“Doesn’t matter right now just get ready for school or you’ll be late.”
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“You have the strangest dreams,” said Marley. She’s quite tan and is a few inches taller than me with golden brown hair. Our school doesn’t have a uniform, so she usually wears a black mini skirt with stockings underneath. Today she has spiders and spider webs in her stockings, which creep most guys out. She also was wearing black tank top that had a skull on the front of it.
“Yeah they are, aren’t they,” I replied. “I wonder if they mean anything.”
“Could do you have any dead relatives?”
“Well I haven’t seen Dad in a while, he might have died.”
“Why do you seem perfectly okay with that?” She asked giving me a strange look.
“Because people die and I know he will always love me.”
“You’re crazy girl. And any way wouldn’t your Mum have told you?”
“I don’t know she keeps a lot from me nowadays,” I said in a concerned voice. “Speaking of crazy, here comes the queen of crazy town, Missy.”
“Great,” she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
“Hey look it’s the ugly emo and bitchy, slutty emo. Although I’m not sure which is which,” She said to her clone looking friends. They all looked like a pink version of Marley except they wear stockings. Their hair was all long and straight. Missy has blond hair and 2 of her friends brown hair and 1 of them had black.
“Yeah that’s cause you a moron and a bitch,” I said with a huge grin on my face. “Now what do you slut?”
“Look who’s talking punk,” said the girl with black hair.
“Wow, just because you think you’re so tough hanging out with the bitch of the school,” replied Marley.
“Any way I don’t have time for this shit, I’m trying to avoid confect from school and start the holidays on a positive note. So fuck off and let me live life,” I said looking like I was about to stub someone.
“Whoa! Calm ya farm,” said one of the burnets. “What’s your problem any way? We’re just having a bit of fun.”
“Come on Marley lets go,” I pushed past them pulling Marley along.
I overheard the other burnet say, “What’s her problem?”
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When I got home I walked in and shouted, “Hey Mum, I’m home. Marley staying over for a while can she stay for dinner?”
I got no answer.
“Mum. Are you home?”
I still got no answer.
“Hey Rose take a look at this,” Marley hanging out the door the kitchen door.
“Okay, just hang on a sec.” I swung my bag around off my shoulder on to the sofa and ran into the kitchen. “What's up?”
“Take a look at this; it’s a note from your mum.”
Hey sweetie
Sorry you know my night job; well they called me at lunch break and I will be working earlier then normal. Sorry about that. There's money for pizza or something or you could stay over at Marley’s.
Love you.
“So what do you want to do?” Marley asked.
“Go to the mall and buy junk food and pizza.”
“Do you think your mum would mind if I stayed over to night?”
“Na, not really,” I replied.
“Sweet. I’ll take the bags up to your room, as you get ready. And on the way home can we stop at my place for clothes?”
“Yeah.”
