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Vendetta

Her nose was surrounded by the gracious smell from hundreds of roses which lifted her emotions to brighten up her day making it seem not quite as bad as it was. The girl stood there in silence. She stood rigid with her feet firmly closed together in her black polished shoes. A delicate petal from a deep red rose lifted by the wind flew past her body gently touching her clothes as if it were paying special attention to her black tights. Then with another breeze of wind the petal flew up and past her dress and settled gently on her shoulder.

“Roxy, Roxy,” she looked up through the netting on her face as a tear drops from her deep brown eye and runs softly down her rosy red cheeks, past her pointed nose and then settles on the flick of her lip. She gazed at her mum who was holding her hand tight as though she was scared of losing her.

“It’s gunna be okay love.” Both Roxy and her mum looked beyond the crowd of people. There eyes fixed on one person.

“Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust,” The man says in a gloomy yet powerful voice. Roxy looked round and sees that the coffin is being lowered down towards the dark eerie pit in the ground. Roxy pressed her head against her mum’s waist wiping the tears from her face. As everyone left, Roxy and her mum stayed a while longer, just enough time to place a family picture on the coffin.

 

“Anna are you two comin’?” her friend shouted.

“ill catch up,” she replies in a soft voice. Anna knelt down by the coffin and placed the picture by the side of the tombstone. Anna stayed there in silence trying to accept that it was better for her husband to have died than to suffer and endure further pain. She suddenly broke out in tears. The weather took a turn for the worse and the wind broke out thrashing fallen petals vigorously around Anna and Roxy. The rain started to fall hard which made the ground soft and muddy.

“mum can we go?,” Roxy said in a raised and distraught voice.

“come on lets get to the car!” Anna said, trying to be heard over the noisy winds.

As Roxy gets up from her bed, she hears the sound of birds singing. She walks over to the other side of her room to open her curtains. She looks out of the window and is happy to see the light bursting through knowing its going to be a beautiful day. Her eyes glaze over as she looks to see two birds singing. She stands to watch them sing as if the performance was especially for her, thinking about how sad her last two months has been since the death of her father. Roxy tries to clear her negative thoughts makes her way down stairs.  She ponders whether she should visit her father today. As she reaches the kitchen Roxy takes a bowl from the cupboard for her cereal and reaches into the fridge for some strawberry milk. As she sits down at the large oak table to eat her cereal she looks through her birthday cards that are sat in a neat pile next to her, Paying attention to one particular card.

“My dearest Roxy

Happy 13th birthday

Sending you hugs and kisses

Lilly

Xxxxxxxx

P.S Time heals my dear”

Roxy decides she will go her dad as she hasn’t been to visit him for two weeks, so she quickly finishes her cereal and races up stairs to get ready. She opens her wardrobe to find something to wear and pulls out a denim skirt and a pink vest top with a lacy trim around the bottom then quickly fastens a chunky black belt with a silver buckle around her fragile and now thinner than average waist. She skips to the bathroom feeling happy about the prospect of seeing her dad. She picks up her toothbrush and scrubs her teeth and brushes her long, brown, hair. She notices her mums perfume on the side and quickly sprays the sweet scent her neck instantly feeling sophisticated and grown up. Rushing down the stairs, through the hall and towards the door she turns and shouts to her mum.

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“Am off to visit dad, won’t be too long”

“Make sure you find father frank before you go to see your dad so he can look after you,” Anna says concerned for her daughter’s safety.

“don’t worry mum I will,” she replies, “can I have some money please to get some flowers,” Roxy shouts.

“There’s some on the side near the kettle, take that love,”

“okay thanks.” With that she exits the house and starts on her journey.

She enters the florets. The air inside is filled with a heavy scent that reminds her of ...

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