My lips curled upward into a smile. My life has gotten really hard, and it brought tears to my eyes to think that someone aside from my parents care about me. I grabbed the roses and inhaled deeply, smelling the unique scent of roses. I stroked one of the soft petals, and brought my little bunch up stairs to put next to my bedside table. I was in such a good mood, so I just collapsed onto my bed, laughing, and smiling. And this time when I wiped my eyes, the wetness on my hand was happiness. This was the awakening of a better life.
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Lost in Sound
FantasyI recommend you don't read this. I wrote this two years ago, but I'm keeping it on here to prove I'm getting better at this writing thing. -Lafayette
