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Rose is trying to leave her past behind and moves to a new place trying to fit in. But when her past comes back to haunt her, she loses her confidence and basically everything that makes her who she is. Will someone put all her broken pieces together and mend her heart before it's too late?
DISCLAMAIR: All the characters belong to Richelle Mead.
Falling leaves. That is what I see everywhere. Huge trees tremble making their beautiful green coat fall down. The sky is clear blue as always not caring what is happening to the rest of the world. I look down to my diary opened up on my lap. Recently I have picked up the habit of writing a diary since my heart couldn't contain any more emotions.
Emotions are strange things. They make you feel like you can live your life to the fullest while on the other hand they make you want to end it. I don't know what I am feeling right now. May be you can help me? Let me start from the beginning.
My name is Rosemarie Hathaway. I will probably kick you if you call me that.
I m sorry, didn't mean to be rude. Let's start again.
I am Rose Hathaway and I live in New York, well not for long. Boys describe me as hot and sexy and I don't blame them. With my hour-glass figure and slightly tanned complexion I look like a princess. Princess was what he used to call me. I am just a 17 year old girl who just completed her sophomore year. After the umm…incident, mother and I have decided to move back to Montana where everything began (My mother gave birth to me there.)
I am in my backyard right now, trying very hard not to cry. I will miss this place. I close my diary and get up. I walk around a little bit and finally make my way to the house. I open the door and I am greeted by the barren house. I give out a mournful sigh. I don't know if moving out will change anything. I mean what's the use? It will definitely not change my past and I am working so hard to get over it.
"That's why we are moving out, honey. I don't know if it will work but we have to try." Janine is the best mother and raising kids on her own without my father must have been difficult. My father left my mother the moment I was born. I always felt guilty about that and my mother started resenting me for the mistakes my father did. I don't even know his name! All I know is that he is some Turkish guy with a very cool hair. My mother has red curly one while I have dark silky smooth hair. Mason always said that my hair is the most beautiful thing on me. Mason was my brother.
But after the incident, we realized that life is too short and wasting it away in resenting each other for unjustified grudge is pathetic. So we started making up for all the lost time together. We went to movies, had picnics, and basically all other girly things including painting each other's toes. At first it was very awkward but we started warming up to each other. No matter what, she is my mother after all.
Back to present, I mumble, "Let's see."
We move out together ready to leave our past behind.
What do you think? Should I continue? It all depends on you guys. So please RXR
