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Recommendation: If I write a fragment of a song, look for it and listen while reading.
Capítulo 1: Rose
"She was brought into this world
Out of a beautiful mistake.
When her mom was just a girl
And her daddy didnt stay.
She was working at age 9
At the flower shop in town.
Working not just to survive
Cause life was throwing her around."
Rose Garden – Nick Jonas & The Administration
The door bell rang and someone entered in the flower shop. He was a beautiful stranger who wasn´t from the neighbourhood or Rose would have recognized him immediately. She noticed him but kept walking. She also noticed how Heather and Mary Ann kept staring at him for a while. But she was nine, she couldn´t get how they could feel so attracted to boys. They were bad, or at least the ones who she knew and that were her age. They treated her badly.
With only nine years old, Rose had the tips of her fingers full of calluses. She heated working there at the shop, they paid her little for her work and rose's spines hurted her skin, but her mother wouldn´t understand. Cynthia always said they needed the money, she wouldn´t listen, even if Rose´s proposal was to work somewhere else with better salary. It would be so much time wasted, Cynthia told her, you should be happy you've job. How could her mother be so cruel sometimes? Little rose loved her, but Cynthia kept going dancing all night and leaving her on her own after a long day of school and work when the only thing she wanted was her mom. Mary Ann was more like a mother than Cynthia to her, she was a real good person and woman who looked after her. Mary Ann, worked there at the shop and was around thirty but didn´t had a boyfriend or kids of her own. But her life had always been like this, and she felt like an hypocrite for thinking that Cynthia was a bad mother after all she had done for her. She got pregnant at a young age, Rose´s father had left her so she had to leave school and work to mantain her. Cynthia didn´t have a good relationship with her parents too, so they were completly alone
Screams coming from the front of the shop, where the door and the cash registrer were, interrupted her thoughts. An assault maybe? At first she wanted to run there, but her instincs led her, and right now were screaming at her to get out of there, telling her to run in the other direction. And she did so. She ran between the rose garden until the end of the way. Just when she was about to open the back door to run out of there she felt a cold hand grabbing with too much strength her shoulder. After that, everything went black.