A Bunch of Horror Stories

episode 87 (Rose and Blood)

"This rose flower... Who's this?” Caca wondered, his plump blue bead rolling around him. There was no one there, only him.

Feeling that no one had it, Caca picked up a rose lying on her desk and took the flower home with her.

After Caca's death, a shadow crosses the IPA's 12.4 classroom quickly. The shadow followed Caca to his house, the shadow.

Caca was so happy to get the rose, he put the red roses into a vase. Caca watered the flowers, he was so amazed by the very bright red color of the flower, his fingers touched the flower carefully.

“ST! AW!” Caca was less careful anymore, because now his finger is bleeding due to pierced thorns from the flower.

Fresh blood from Caca's finger dripped down onto the rose petals, instead of looking at her, Caca went to the bathroom and treated her wounds. A creature stood on the right side, looking at Caca who came out of the room to take the red medicine and hansaplast. I don't know why Caca's blood absorbs into the flower so quickly.

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Caca closed his eyes, the night wind was blowing so fiercely that the window jolted open. The window curtains move wagging, the longer they form like someone is behind the curtain. Caca woke up by accident, his eyes looking at the mysterious figure and jumped from his sleep.

“Who are you?”

“I.. A friend.”

“A friend? Who?”

Somehow the figure disappeared, Caca came down from the bed, looking for the whereabouts of the figure. His search was halted while standing on the rose. To his surprise, the rose turned black.

“Why are the roses so black?”

Caca still did not understand what was going on in his room, he was frightened at the mysterious figure that disappeared suddenly and the color of the rose that also changed suddenly. Feet filled with Caca running out of the room, he banged on his father's room irregularly.

“AYAH!! OPEN DOOR!!”

“FATHER I'M SCARED!!”

When her father opened the door, Caca went in and asked to sleep in her father's room. Of course dad forbid it, “Back to your room, Ca. Dad's tired, quick!” Said I didn't want to know what Caca was afraid of.

“Dad, there's someone in my room.”

“Who?”

“I don't know. Dad, I'm scared.”

Dad went straight to Caca's room, and the frightened Caca was left alone and followed him.

“No one.”

“Dad, but I'm scared.” Said Caca hiding behind his father's skinny back.

“Ya already, dad accompany his sleep.”

That said, the rose belonged to a student in the 12th grade IPA who was bullied for being friends with another very famous and rich student. In the school rules (which are made by bullies), any student or student who is poor, although smart, there is no right to be friends with students or students who are not at his level.

The student, Dizy, died as a result of desperate to give a rose for a sign of friendship. “You don't deserve to give him anything, and our friend wouldn't look at someone from a lowly class like you.” After blurting out those cruel words, a group of schoolgirls who disliked Dizy heartlessly grabbed him and fed the girl with floor cleaning soap.

The horror story was famous all over the school, and he said that if the rose was taken, the owner of the flower would continue to follow wherever the person went.

And that's what Caca is.

The figure of Dizy came to Caca to the point of his dream. In Caca's dream, he sees the moments of Dizy's death.

“I just need a friend. Will you be friends with me, Caca?” Dizy asked who extended her hand to Caca.

Caca watched Dizy's bleached hands, and Dizy's figure turned as beautiful as when she lived first.

It is said, if someone who was visited in a dream by the figure of the owner of the rose will die if he received the invitation of the figure to become his friend.

Then, will Caca be Dizy's next victim?

“Caca dear, quickly wake up! I could be angry if you don't wake up now. Quick, son!” Said another figure in her dream, as Caca's tears flowed from behind her closed eyes.

“Mother?”

“Caca, accompany me, yes?” Pinta Dizy with sparkling eyes and a big smile.

Caca looked at Dizy and Mommy alternately with a confused look, “I.”.

Caca was aghast, his two reddened eyes were forcefully opened. “Ca, quick shower! Breakfast! Dad's taking you to school.”

Caca turned his head to the father, rubbed his face and let out a long breath. He saw the table by accident, and the rose disappeared.

“Where is that flower?”

“Dad, did you see my roses in that vase?”

Dad dragged the curtains to the end. Let the reflection of sunlight into Caca's room.

“Either why, last night my dream father came and told me to throw away the flower.”

Caca was open to not expecting. “Then dad threw it away?” Caca's father nodded his head, answering his daughter's question.

“Jeez, dad!”

The mornings that were supposed to be peaceful and bright, became somber and full of emotion for Caca. He was upset that the rose was thrown away by his father, but he did not know if what his father did could save him from death.