Post by ROSE GALE WEASLEY || on Jul 9, 2010 18:06:52 GMT -5
Sitting there Rose stared blankly. She was upset. Luke broke up with her and she couldn’t take it. Finally she had found someone that loved her or someone she thought loved her. Obviously he didn’t love her. Her usual put together attire and self was now destroyed. She hated herself. She felt so stupid for falling for someone who played her like a fool. Treated her like a princess but the whole time she was just a child like she thought from the beginning. Rose had figured someone like Luke would never love a girl like Rose. A Weasley. A nothing. Someone not worth anything. Hugging her knees she cried into her skirt knowing fully well that her mascara was running. She didn’t care. Poor girl was far to broken. There was nothing left for her.
Ever since he had broke her heart she hadn’t slept. She hadn’t eaten. There was nothing left in this shell of a girl. What was left that could cause this young girl to want to live any more. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She couldn’t bare to have her heart broken again. Love was a horrible thing that caused her to fall easily but not any more. Rose was done being played the fool. Blinking she sat there staring up toward the whomping willow. Oh how she wished she had the courage to go up and let the tree crush her. That’s how broken she was. Sitting there she hugged her knees staring up at the tree.
Blinking she glanced down at her knees. She felt as if she was frozen solid. Not feeling her legs or her arms or anything she just hugged herself. She wanted death to take her. Not caring how she contemplated all the forces around her that could take her. All the forces that would and that didn’t know that she wanted it. How could she go knowing she had been played and that there was nothing left for her in this world? Staring at her hands she waited for her body to freeze so she could finally pass on.
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Ever since he had broke her heart she hadn’t slept. She hadn’t eaten. There was nothing left in this shell of a girl. What was left that could cause this young girl to want to live any more. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She couldn’t bare to have her heart broken again. Love was a horrible thing that caused her to fall easily but not any more. Rose was done being played the fool. Blinking she sat there staring up toward the whomping willow. Oh how she wished she had the courage to go up and let the tree crush her. That’s how broken she was. Sitting there she hugged her knees staring up at the tree.
Blinking she glanced down at her knees. She felt as if she was frozen solid. Not feeling her legs or her arms or anything she just hugged herself. She wanted death to take her. Not caring how she contemplated all the forces around her that could take her. All the forces that would and that didn’t know that she wanted it. How could she go knowing she had been played and that there was nothing left for her in this world? Staring at her hands she waited for her body to freeze so she could finally pass on.
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