Chapter 1 - Just...who am I?
She cannot live in the angels realm.
She's a burden to us.
And burdens must not exist.
"Therefore we'll have to kill her."
That was the last thing I heard before waking up.
My clothes were damp with my cold sweat.
Beads of them still piled on my forehead. I was gasping and panting, like I had ran a marathon.
But I didn't, instead it was just a dream.
The same dream.
It keeps on happening like it's a part of me, waiting for me to remember.
But remember what?
A places my hand on my face and deeply inhaled and exhaled.
"It's only 4:37 am," I grumbled. I got up and went to the bathroom.
i took a quick shower before changing into a new pair of sleep wear.
Hoping to get some shut eye.
And hoping to dream a nice deam instead of a nightmare.
But how strong is hope?
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The sun's ray of light lighted up her bedroom.
She awoke to the sound of chirping cheerful birds. "6:54." she said as she checked the time.
She went to the bathrrom to feshen up and came out wearing her school uniform. Like all other school uniforms, her's was just the same. White blouse, navy skirt, knee length socks, etc. Nothing special at all.
She quickley started to braid a side of her hair and held it up with a school navy colored bow.
"Ulla! Hurry up or you'll be late for school again!" My adoptive mother cried.
"Oh, yes of course!" Ulla cried as she quickly threw on her jacket and carried her bag downstairs.
"Ursula, take care alright?" My adoptive father patted me on the head.
"Of course."
"We'll see you in 2 weeks, try not to burn down the house again." Ulla's mother warned her.
Ulla laughed nervously,"I'll try."
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"Bye!" Ulla cried and waved at their car,"Take care!"
"Oh it's time for me to go too."
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As Ulla walked to school her mind seemed to drift back to her dream.
Or rather nightmare.
A breeze blew silently over Ulla causing her to trip over the air itself.
Ulla closed her eyes on instinct and waited for her face to be planted towards the ground.
But instead she felt her wrists being tugged and her face being smashed into someone's chest.
She opened her eyes to find another pair of eyes staring at her.
"Are you alright, miss?"
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Glimmering Wing
FantasíaAngels. Some people don't belive in them. Nor do they belive in Heavan or Hell. You only live once. Or YOLO as some poeple call it these days. But is that really true? Don't you ever thought that if our wishes weren't fully fulfilled yet that the...
