Hatchling outside its nest

For a long time Rose didnt know what love was.Oh she definitly knew what it looked like. When parents picked up their children from school, when they comforted or praised them.She saw it daily and was certainly envious of those that had it.But she was patient. She told herself every day that if she tried hard and persevered long enough, she too would be loved one day.Well that day had come and passed.She had felt love and lost it in a heartbeat.And she WILL get it back!No prize was too high, no law too sacred.All she needed was a wand in the left hand and a knife in the other - oh and someone to explain her what was wrong with her damn watch.

I am no native english speaker nor do I have a beta-reader.I am however desperatly searching someone who could help me with all of this.If you are interested, even if you only want to criticise how i write or present things, please write to me.Older chapters might change in stile if i get helpfull critic.