once upon a time, in a distant land there was a sweet little girl.

This sweet little girl was called Rose.

her long, curly blonde hair would move with the wind. her innocent, big blue eyes would search her surrondings constantly, never stopping. her cheery lips would sing enchanting songs and her soft hands would feel the textures of everything around her.
rose would go into the empty paddocks, skipping along, searching for flowers to pick for her current mother.

The townhall bells ring as the clock struck nine. Rose hadnt realised how late it was, looking at the sun she was a sky fill of red. It looked like every cloud was splattered with crimson blood

hi
ive always gotten terriable results in english and always been told that i pretty much suck at it so i decieded to write a story when i was real bored - havent quiet finished it yet but you can read the beginning
hope you enjoy