There was a town that was called “the red town.” There was a young girl named Rosalinda. She lived in a decent house on the riverbank. That family was the only family that lived near the riverbank because their was a story that the water is a wash of reds and yellows because it is poisonous and if you go in or anywhere near it you had the risk of dying. Rosalinda’s parents never let her in the water but aloud her to go down the bank and watch the flowing reds and yellow shades flow down the river. Rosalinda would go down every morning to watch the colors of the sunrise cast on the red river making a rainbow of colors.
In the flooding season their house is always in risk of being damaged by the red river. This year her parents decided that they wanted to get away from the river and lived in a little house in a new neighborhood a couple miles away. Rosalinda did not want to leave the river, but she new that she had to because her parents have already made up their mind. The morning that they planned to leave Rosalinda went down to the river one last time, and when she went down, their was a beautiful flower on the shore bed and it was the same colors as the river, the reds, oranges, and yellows in the flower looked like the flower grew out of the water. Rosalinda took the flower to always remember the river and all of the mornings she has spent.