How did your first day of school go?
Was everyone nice to you?Did you make any new friends?
Because little Rose sure did.
And it was her first day of school in the U.S.
_"Rise and shine my early bird"
A soft and soothing tune was heard, the mother's sinning.
A Song that she always sang to little Rose every morning.
_"Morning ma.."
A yawn was heard, it was seven in the morning and she was ready for her first day, though a little nervous.
She took a shower and put on her fresh uniform.
She didn't like how it looked.
The colors were plain and boring, nothing that suited her personality but oh well.
The smell of breakfast hit her nose, and it smelled delicious.
_"Hey sweetie, you ready for your first day here?"The mother asked.
-"More like shaking…."Little Rose responded.
Oh sweet, sweet motherly love.
A Love that will be there for eternity.
This was her mother, the woman who birthed her, she adored her.
The mother hugged her broken Rose.
_"Don't worry, you'll make friends in no time, you'll fit in just fine"
The mothers reassuring words touched little Red Rose's heart.
Little Rose smiled and hugged her mother back.
_"Thank you mom..i love you"She said.
-"I love you more," The mother replied.
At the gates of this big school, she was a little scared but reluctantly went in.
Everything was so confusing, so big, she didn't know where to go or who to ask for help.
Thankfully a teacher found her and offered her help.
*Click Clack* *Click Clack*
The sound of heels was all little Rose could hear.
As they walked through the silent halls, the woman guided her to a room.
It was her office.
She handed little Rose a paper.
-"This is your schedule sweetheart, your first class is on the forth floor"The woman said.
Rose thanked her and went to her first class.
All eyes were on her as she opened the door.
Other kids gazes scanning her up and down.
The teacher told her to introduce herself and she did, offering a warm smile while at it.
-"Pssst! Over here!" a girl her age whispers.
Little Red Rose heads her way and sits beside her
-"Names Bethany, but call me Beth!"The girl said.
-"Nice to meet you Beth, i'm *****!"Little Rose responded.
It was nice, her first day at this school and she already had a friend.
She didn't feel alone.
Lunch came and they sat together and talked, they bonded immediately.
She didn't feel alone.
She felt awkward talking to other students but when it came to Beth she was a train-wreck that couldn't be stopped.
She didn't feel alone.
Other kids noticed little Rose and started making fun of her.
She felt alone.
Pushed her, shoved her, hit her, the pain was becoming more unbearable.
She felt alone.
The only friend she had made was distancing herself from little Rose.
She felt alone, until one day:
-"Freak!"a girl held little Rose by her hair.
Little Rose just stared at nothing, keeping quiet, not blinking once or twice, tears streaming down her face.
-"Are you just gonna stay quiet?! Say something you pig!" The girl shook little Rose violently.
-"Stop…"Little Rose said..reaching out to grasp the girl's wrist.
Little Rose's grip was tightening.
She couldn't hold back all the hurt, all the anger.
She lashed out.
_"LET GO OF ME BITHC!" The girl screamed in fear and anger.
Little Rose just stayed quiet, her grip on the girl's wrist tightened even more.
You think teachers would come to help? well..no one came.
Everyone in the crowd was taking videos and photos.
Little Rose almost punched the girl, but she was stopped.
Clicking back into reality,she backed away from the girl, apologizing again and again.
Oh…poor naive little Red Rose….she was framed.
The girl pounced on her and punched her hard.
Little Rose stained the floor with the color red.
She just stayed there, not knowing what to do.
Little Rose cried, scared and angry.
Days obviously went by before this incident.
But to her it all felt like the first day.
She didn't leave school until the school allowed her to switch schools.
She had to leave because she didn't understand the language.
But if little Rose understood, she would've suffered further.
Oh poor little Red Rose.
Her first day sucked and she knew.
Arriving home and laying in bed.
That red rose stem, with thorns and one petal still remained.
But another piece fell from that petal.
This little Rose is breaking.
But this Rose won't be weak again.
This Rose will not get revenge.
But she will not stay quiet.
Little Rose's first day wasn't what she expected but she'll forget.
-"Mom..i'm tired.."Little Rose says.
-"I know honey…"The mother replies.
The mother cuddles her little Rose in her arms, comforting her, being with her, always.
_"Mom…i love you…" Little Rose said.
-"I love you too my Little Red Rose…"