Roses

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Summary

Estella Esteban, 17 years of age, calm and collected. She was neat, short tempered when needed and self-dependent. She had a rough childhood but that wasn't going to get in her way after all she realised curling up and falling did her no good. So she got up and made a move but she didn't forget to put her guard up. She wasn't trusting anyone or letting anyone in because she wasn't ready to fall again. Not ever.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

Like the Rose's withered away when they were malnourished, slowly she faded the same way, losing her color slowly and curling into a lifeless ball before falling, helpless and hopeless. Noone could bring Estella back to life. She was a disgrace to the Esteban family and noone could change that.

Estella had a rough childhood she didn't believe anyone could restore her lost happiness, but she had hope, enough hope to keep her going. So, she made a choice to get up and do something with her life. Yes, Rose's lose color, crumble and fall, but Estella wasn't just a rose. She lost her color, crumbled, fell and got up. But she wasn't going to let anyone in, she had her guard up and her wall's weren't falling. Noone could push them down anyway. All she wanted was a future and nothing more.

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