I am tied up in ropes . My hair is like rose and eyes like gold yellow and my name is Rose . Every rose has it's thorns , but I am the rose that is to soft that I was betrayed by my so called family .

Some commoners were gossiping ,

" Oh poor family , She was adopted by the Duke Hamilton but she isn't even grateful that she bit the hand that gave her food . "

" Yes right she is a witch , I heard that Her parents also abandoned her after giving birth . "

" Burn the witch she should die . "

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" Die , Die , Die "

These words are ringing in my head . Yeah right I am an adopted daughter .

My so called family are shedding tears , but they are smiling right now . They have always been good at acting. To the point I am feeling pathetic . But it's ok since today is the end of my misery . I am waiting for my death . I can't explain myself sigh* . It's not scary compared to the scenes I have seen .

" Burn the Witch . " said the executer ."

“ Finally , Where did it go wrong ? ”

“ Was it wrong to assume that they love me .” 

" Was it selfish wanting to be loved ? "

" My Life ends in the age of 18. "

I felt pain on my body . These were my last words , 

No last thoughts because I can't talk , my tongue was cut off . Oh no I am getting sleepy .

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