Old Man's Rose

Elen was the weird kid in school. Thru elementary school she suffered bullying by her peers for many years which lead to many problems later in her life. For example her weight or mental health. Due to financial problems her family moved to a diffrent country so they could earn more. Elen had to adjust to this news and new school life. Although Elen didnt mind moving it made her heart ache due to all memories and childhood.

Elen­'s Pov

„ELEN! Come and help us unpack!" Yelled my father. I groaned and stepped out of the car finally able to breath fresh air. I look around „Forest, river, old cabin...more like an ancient hut" i though to myself. I stare at the dirt path and the surrounding forrest till i heared my father which brought me out of my thoughs. „ELEN I SWEAR TO GOD COME AND HELP!" such a short temperate man or animal perhaps? I walked over to the car and grabbed my suitcase and backpack. When i walked in the house it looked like....like nothing or maybe post apocalyptic save house? Without the safe word. I set the stuff down and look around „small kitchen joined with living room, bathroom and one bedroom?" i though. If it wasnt bad it was now, one bedroom ? Really? I hear my father grunt and throw the stuff in. Talk about fragile. My mom came in setting some more boxes down. „One bedroom? Do i have to sleep with you two?" before my mom could say anything my father butt in „be happy you arent on the streets you ungratefull child". I watched as he walked away thinking „and you should be happy you still have your beer". My mom patted my back „dont worry, there is a small room which isnt connected to the house, you can use that as your bedroom". A whole room to myself to decore and be away from the snorring god himself? Sign me in please.

It took many trips but finally everything was insidethe ancient hut now called my new home. I walked inside the shed which mymother sweared was a room. It was nice old, rustic but nice or shall i say vintageto make myself feel better? Doesnt matter. I opened the windows which luckily were working. Behind some planks i found a door. Narnia ? No only a sad looking bathroom with a window right across the shower nice way to get stalked and then blackmailed atleast someone would give me that kind of attention. Atleast i didnt find any shit in the toillet that is a bonus. I watched the old rummage like it would clean itself up but suprisingly it didnt who would have though. Atleast music could make it better. I put on headphones and blasted music while throwing out the rummage, sweeping the floor, cleaning the shelfs and windows.

I started setting up fairylights since the she—i mean my room didnt have a light bulb or even cabels for that. While putting the tape on the ceiling i noticed out of the window some light from the forest. Without thinking i looked out the window and pushed my glasses up my nose. A cabin? So we have neighbours? Maybe serial killers? Cannibals? Who knows, i grabbed more tape and went to finish what i started.

Later at night while we were having dinner a knock came. My parents looked up confused, maybe it was the royal guards to tell me i am a princess? My mother went to check and came back with a piece of paper . Then maybe letter to wizard school? „It is from our neightbours telling us to keep it down" before she could even finished my father scoffed „keep it down? they lives atleast 100 meters behind us!". My mother sighed just going back to her food, I finished my food quickly and went to the shed. I walked in and locked the door, i get undress and took a shower. I felt like someone would break the window and get in. Perhaps my knight in shining armor? I looked at the window with dissapointment. No just pitch darkness. I turned off the lights and got on the airbed ready to sleep.