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I am sitting in the dark, my long, black hair hanging over my face and shoulders. Behind me is my master. He captured me over three months ago, he has tied my ankle to the heater so I will not run off. I have no where to run. I have no family.
Today he is going to make me pick flowers for the table. Not that it will matter. All his flowers are dark red and some look charcoal colored. They are not that pretty with all the thorns on the stem and leaves. Master makes me pick them so he will not get thorns in his gloved hands.
Master unlocked my foot from the heater, but I could not leave the mansion even if I wanted to. The place is surrounded by a solid stone wall. Master has a big brown and black dog named Algarged. He growls alot at me and tries to n** my hands. Algarged was sitting by the garden fence, growling at me again....I had to go past him, master wanted flowers, if I do not get them for him, he will beat me.
I walked up to the beast and whispered softly, "Move, doggy. Please move....please...." The dog growled and growled as i got closer and closer. He started barking louder and louder. He jumed to his feet and snarled and barked at me. I was almost all the way past him when he bit my hip side. I started bleeding and bleeding as I walked to the blackened roses. Algarged jumped on my back and jumped off and barked and lashed at my sides and my hands. I started picking the flowers and my hands started bleeding. Algarged bit my arms and left big gashes in my arms.
I picked a dozen roses, limped inside and when I saw the Master I fell, and I died...
- by Angle kisses23 |
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- | Submitted on 10/31/2008 |
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- Title: A dozen roses
- Artist: Angle kisses23
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- Date: 10/31/2008
- Tags: dozen roses
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- airwonder - 10/31/2008
- it was so sad. i feel soory for the girl. that master of hers is a bad one.
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