The Flower Outside My Window

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
The girl is always staring at the dead flower as the side of her window. She can relate to that flower since she is abused. Everything seems to go wrong until she develops her first crush. Then her mood brightens up at times and soon the flower is too. Thats the purpose of the story.

Submitted: January 04, 2009

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The sounds of whimpering and crying screeched through the entire house.

Of course, they were all coming from me.

"Now will you be a good girl?" My mother shouts.

"Yes..." I whispered weakly as I can barely see.

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I laid down on my stomach as the burns continued to ache

I catch a glance at the dead flower as I feel for it

I watch as I want to escape and run

But all I can do is feel like shit

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I grab my bag as I stumble outside into the bus I cry

I touch the spot where I've been hit and tears flow down my face again

I stopped when a guy sat next to me as my heart stopped too

As I turn around I whisper "Is he insane?"

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Nobody would ever sit next to me

As I sniffle loudly he touches my cheek

"Whats wrong?" He asks ever so gently.

I shook my head as I stare into his eyes which are oh so unique.

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At lunch he comes to sit with me

But I scoot away at times

Hecomes closer to comfort me

As I heard some love chimes

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We talk after school and get along

I develop a love for him

I go home to see the flower, in shock

It was grown and super slim

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To this day we're still together

In our happily ever after

My mother moved out

And Im free to shout

My love for him has already sprout...............to become a beautiful flower.


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