A Story about a Little Girl
There was a girl named Isabela Rose. Everyone calls her Rose instead of Isabela because she loved red color, liked roses and she also looked like a beautiful rose. The best thing is that she is so kind inside her hart. She always tried to be kind to others. Her nickname was Candy because she was sweet as candy.
Rose wanted to be nicer. She thought of a way to be nicer and make everyone happy. Rose started to ask neighborhoods how to be nicer. They said they learned from Rose to be nicer. She tried her best but she said she couldn't so she tried to get her job.
Rose found a library book store. She thought that she could work on there but the problem that she couldn't do was she was still too short to reach the book shelf. Her dream was to be a teacher. She waited and waited for years and years and when 12 years past Rose became 25 years old.
Rose started to work in a coffee shop. In the first day many boys but little girls came to drink coffee. The boys bought a desert and 1 coffee the girls only got 1 coffee latte. Rose thought that tomorrow there will be lots of customers. 10years later Rose stopped working in the coffee shop. She tried to be a teacher but she thought it was not matching with her.
Rose couldn't think of a work to earn money. The next day Roses mother and father died. She always cried. 1 week later Rose new now that her life is like a 1 minuet time. So Rose started to not cry. She knew that her mother would be upset that she was crying the whole time.
The next day Rose thought of a moment. She know understood that she only needs to be kind, be happy, make others happy and for last she doesn't need to find a job. About 10years later Rose still didn't have a job but happy and kind. But one thing bad was that she got sick on fever. But she would still be okay.