Rosie

*This is a short story I made when I was in third year High School. PLEASE no stealing of work. THIS IS MINE. It sucks I know but plagirism is getting popular these days so I'd appreciate it if this stays here.

By Denice Sharina P. Lao

There was once a girl who never smiled. She was as pretty as her mother. She had these curls and jet black hair that matches her black eyes. At first look, you’ll feel that she was blessed with such traits such as wealth. Though her mother loved her so, still, she never tried to smile.

Every night, when the little girl sleeps she would be crying in her bed and would have nightmares that no one was aware of. Her parents tried to bring her to a psychologist many times before but whenever they get there, she would always make excuses to go home and take a rest instead.

Though she was only eight years old, she knew who to trust and who to stick to. No one ever knew even her parents why she was like that. She never played with friends and never had one, she just sat there, and has tea with her doll Rosie just like a cultured woman.
On her ninth birthday, the little girl’s parents threw a party to cheer up the child but instead of enjoying herself, she stayed in her room and cried. Her parents didn’t know what to do. At last the child spoke, “Mother, can you please come here?” The mother went quickly to her daughter’s place. “Come closer,” the little girl said. The mother did as she was told. The little girl’s hand hold her mother’s and asked, “Do you remember when you took me in here?”

“Of course sweet heart, that’s the best day of our life.”

“Ok, I’ll go to sleep first, good night.”

The next day, the child was missing in her bedroom. Her parents searched for her everywhere. They called the police and for a week, the child was not found. The mother kept crying everyday and one night she went to her baby’s bedroom and lied on her bed. Then she saw her favorite doll her baby was always with. She held it and saw a paper slip off.

“Dear Rosie,
By the time you read this, you’re already alone in my bed with no one to play with. I’m going out for a while and find the ocean I’ve been looking for. It’s already been three years since my mother died and my foster parents adopted me. I’ve been preparing this for three years too. I’ve already said my goodbye to mother last night. I cannot risk their life with me staying here. I cannot smile anymore, if it could kill more people. You’ve seen me grow tall Rosie and I know you never knew how I killed my mama and papa. I never meant it. Remember that day on the park? We were so happy. Then I saw those pretty pink flowers that made me smile all day. Remember how I longed for it every week? Well, I got a confession to make. I never told you Rosie how I accidentally murdered my parents. We were eating at the park and papa noticed how I smiled with those pretty pink flowers. I really liked them Rosie, I thought they were my life, so I asked papa to finally buy me one. I still remember how papa said ‘It’s because of your smile baby, I’m giving it to you.’ Then two men in black came and shot papa dead then they grabbed me, mama was screaming and then they shot mom. The last words I heard from papa was ‘Keep smiling baby.’ That’s the reason why I never smiled for years. I knew I’d kill them if I smiled again and I love mother so much, so I’ve decided to live in the ocean. Good bye Rosie.”

Weeks after, the child was found dead near the river in the same park. The mother cried badly for the lost of her child. For the past three years, the little girl thought she was the one who killed her parents. She thought that her greed murdered them, that smiling was the saddest thing she ever did.