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Angel Wings
By: Dratha
Chapter 1
I felt the warm water slowly crawl down my face. It felt like my mothers fingernails when she used to pull the hair off my face when I was “asleep.” But what I felt was not water or fingernails, it was blood. The deep crimson fell softly to the ground in small droplets no bigger then a tear. My head was pounding at the same fast rate of my heart. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. I tried to scream but my lips would not move. Why? I thought why? but before I could answer myself I felt a stabbing pain run up from the bottom of my back to my head. Before I could even scream my sight began to blur and fade out to darkness.
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Before you think to yourself “What the hell…” I’ll explain, as a child you could say I was different. I was 12 years old and was a kid who had many friends and dressed normal. I loved all my teachers and they all loved me. I was in the middle of science class in 6th grade just as my teacher was asking me “How many Valence electrons are in Neon?” when I blacked out. I heard screams, my name, and my teacher saying call 911 and warn everyone and get out of the building!!! What was going on, I couldn’t imagine, and then everything was silent.
I awoke lying in the middle of the hallway, looking chard and black like there had been an explosion. I sat up and rubbed my head. I heard someone say “Oh my god! Someone is over there!” I looked around and knew what had happened even before my vision had fully cleared. There were bodies stacked up every ware! There had been a natural gas leak that caused everyone to pass out and in the kitchen a fire had started so my whole school burned to the ground. I and 2 other kids survived, one went insane and the other just stopped talking. After that some said I was a demon child, others said I was a saint; other families would attack me because they thought I was somehow immune to the gas and would ask me why I didn’t save their kid! I had bodyguards that would keep me safe until things died down a bit.
Ever since then I have been considered “special” and that’s why I went missing.
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I awoke after what I thought was 2 hours to a gun pointed at my face. A girl, maybe as old as 13 or 14, was standing over me. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!” she screamed at me. “Get up!” she screamed again. I couldn’t form words, only mumbles. My back felt tight, like it had been cut open then stuffed with feathers and stitched up. Yet my whole body felt heavy. “Speak!” She screamed and kicked me in the ribs witch wasn’t pleasant and didn’t make the pain go away. “Please stop kicking me” I mumbled and rolled over.
“Oh sorry…” she whispered. Before, I was lying on my back, and as I rolled over she screamed and fell back in horror. The shrill of the scream pierced through my head like a knife. “Oh… my… god…” As my sight returned I could see her sitting against a tree, eyes as large as the globe. She had dropped the gun about 10 feet away and was covering her mouth. I sat up and looked at her, puzzled I asked “are you ok?” but as I spoke she curled up and began to beg for my forgiveness. I was so confused so puzzled I didn’t even feel how heavy my shoulder blades felt. As I stood up, my legs like noodles, I fell backwards back onto my butt. “What the hell…” I thought to myself. I then figured I was probably just a little dizzy from…from…whatever happened. I asked her again, “Are you alright?”
She looked at me and said “are you? I mean that fall from all the way up their! Your wings must really hurt!” She said extremely fast.
“Fell from…wait did you just say……wings?” I sat their and didn’t move. My shoulders got the heavy feeling again. The pain came back. I didn’t want to look, but I knew I had to. Before looking, I decided to feel first. So I slid my hand over my shoulder and down the right side of my back. Oh my god I thought as I touched what felt like an angel wing. Where am I? What the hell is going on!? I thought to myself don’t panic, don’t panic, don’t panic, you can’t panic because that girl will freak out! I thought about my life. Who I was, what had happened.
“I AM ONLY 15 WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME!!!”
Yes the first chaoter is extremely short, one of the shortest actually!
Well i hope you enjoy! And PWEEZE leave comments with advice and anything you think i should add! Thank you!
 Raining Angels · Mon May 14, 2007 @ 01:56am · 2 Comments |
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