Chapter 1

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Now I am fourteen so I am in eighth grade, and that I am called Fallen Angle or the Demon. But back to me controlling my powers this one time I may have lost control of my powers. It was in seventh grade this high school student said" How about I fight Miss Fallen Angel." And of course I was sitting on top of the fence and he heard me laugh he turn around and said" There you are Fallen Angel how about you come down here and fight me, or are you scared." I let out another laugh and let my dark brown hair blow in the wind then said" Sure I'll fight you, but if you get hurt that's not my problem." With that I jumped down from the top of the fence and landed right in front of him then I took of my black leather jack now I was wearing black shorts, a tank top that said Creep it Real and my leather glove. I took a hair band from my arm and tied my hair up into a ponytail. There was a dude who stood nest to the other man and said" My name is Bob and I am also a hobo, but most importantly I am referring tonight's match." Oh way did I forget to mention I do this a lot I am a pretty good fighter if a do say so my self.  We started circling each other as Bob counted down

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He lunged at me punching and kicking I blocked everything and flipped him he landed on his back with an oomph. He struggled to stand when he did I went in for an attack I kicked him in the stomach and punched him in the jaw. The next thing I know is he is on the grownd am my wing are have been released and probably my ghoul eye has been actived. Great then Bob says " s s she wins and let's get out of here." Then everyone that gathered took off running. Great now I am even more of a monster to them looks like I should go home.

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