Poem.
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
Everyone Will Fade, and So will you.
The Roses are Wilting and The Violets are Dead,
"That's the Final Chapter." Or so They said.
It is An Honour to Be Accepted into the Academy, Beacon Academy. I Will Have to Find my Cousins, I heard that they were in this Academy. She was recently Accepted in, and I'm glad to hear that, Cause now, I Don't Feel so Alone Anymore.
"Viola!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!"
Ohhhh Boy, That's Her Alright. Cheerful and Spunky as Always.
"Hey Ruby."