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natureprincess) wrote2010-04-16 10:23 pm
natureprincess) wrote2010-04-16 10:23 pm
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Something had not felt right that morning. The feeling had only increased when Erika had left her room. She associated the feeling with her apprehensions over Giovanni's presence, and paid it no mind at first. The feeling was suppressed until she crossed through the garden. No, something was wrong.
The crash from inside the green house sent her running.
Opening the door, she couldn't bring herself to bring her eyes from the floor. She didn't want to look up. Her fears were enough. The smell of loose potting soil was heavy in the air and shards of terra cotta were strewn near her feet. Erika took a few steps, gingerly reaching out and picking up the first plant that had been uprooted. "I'm sorry," she murmured, raising her gaze to the rest of the green house.
"I'm sorry."
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… I do not know who was responsible for the events in the green house this morning. I have no idea what your intentions were or if you accomplished them. I cannot begin to express my disappointment in the lack of respect that was shown towards the efforts of your classmates and the life their efforts made bloom.
Your actions are a reflection of your character, and I can only presume you have the same amount of respect for yourself as you do the things you've destroyed. Regardless, it would be my hope that someday you'll be above petty actions and apologize to those whose time and hard work you've wasted.
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… I'm salvaging what I can, but there are a good deal that were lost. I… apologize.
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