Hi! This is a story about angels, and I hope Ты all enjoy it! ^_^
There is a secret place made especially for us in the world. It lies on a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean that remains undetected from the outside world.
This is where we, the Ангелы that remained on Earth after thousands of years, rest in peace.
I was born an angel, my white, softer than marshmallows, wings sprouted forth after my birth. They grew as my body matured into that of a young adult of sixteen.
It was on my seventeenth birthday that everything changed. Well, it was actually about a week after the huge party that everyone threw for me . . .
"Momma, can I go meet Josie?" I asked when I arrived in the family dining room. The dining room was really BIG because I had so many relatives that come and have ужин with us.
My mother was sitting down at the таблица with a book, my little brother was beside her, chewing away on his spaghetti.
"Sure hon, where will Ты be meeting her?" Sarah, my mother, asked, her curious yet still soft and kind лайм, известь green eyes met mine which were framed by her small black Чтение glasses.
She had creamy ivory skin, much like mine, and long light brown curls. My hair was straight and was an unusual shade of silver . . . which everyone found strange since no one here has silver hair.
I smiled at her. "Just the дерево house as usual," I shrugged, pulling on my navy blue sleek-styling куртка that Josie got for me on my birthday.
"Okay, be careful."
Then, out of the blue, Cody (my little brother) flew to me using his tiny Энджел wings.
"Whoa there! Ты little rascal!" I teased as he giggled and looked up at me with his adorable baby blue eyes. The light freckles on his baby cheeks were shaded over by his heavy dark brown curly hair.
"Will Ты come back soon sissy?" he asked me, hope and excitement flaring up in his eyes that can make anyone cave.
I kissed his forehead tenderly. "Of course I will!" I told the little five год old.
I was walking on the cobblestones of our hometown's sidewalk. In the distance I could see the setting sun on the sparkling aquamarine blue water of the endless ocean. The tall palm trees swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze of this summer evening. This was home.
I gazed at the blue sky that was quickly becoming розовый after a long, tired day. My daddy had black hair and dark blue eyes - and mine was a fusion of his and momma's. Hazel, but the sapphire blue was еще prominent.
I reached the дерево house, an old place for me and my buddies; we fixed it up a few years back. It was an old дерево house that we remodeled and even expanded, it was high up in the дерево so we made ladder-like steps along the дерево хобот, ствол which led up into our дерево house - which was derived of a large living room area, several rooms that several of us have claimed together, and a large balcony for easy take-off flights, which was a daily basis for us.
I crawled into the opening and shut the door back with a smile.
"Angel!" I heard Josie happily say in her adorably bubbly voice. Yep, Энджел Malekiah is my name, weird right?
"Hey Josie!" I beamed back as she came and gave me our signature sister hug. Okay, so Josie really wasn't my sister, but we claimed each other as sisters - we grew up together, so we've been best Друзья for a long time.
"Well, hey, there's our Избранное angel!" Danny said, him and the other two guys shooting their arrows at the targets hanging on the wall. Target practice, our one and only weapon were a bow, and arrows.
Danny was one of my best guy friends, he had short blond hair that was EXTREMELY curly, olive-toned skin, and dark brown eyes.
"Yeah, our Избранное Энджел that can kick our butts at target practice any day!" Allen сказал(-а) teasingly and I grinned, then shrugged. It was true, I was еще practiced with the bow and Стрела than they were, and only because I had my big brother to help me. Allen had black hair, ivory skin, and mist-gray eyes.
"Geez, sis, what took Ты so long to get here?" Ben (my older brother) asked as he put his bow and quiver full of arrows up. He had light brown cropped-short hair, a big-built body (seriously, he looks like he lifts 200lb. a день when he really doesn't), a light case of freckles along his strong cheek bones, and hazel eyes like mine, except the лайм, известь green is еще prominent in his eyes.
"Well, I had to study for my test tomorrow, unlike you," I pointed out, sitting back into the black-with-pink-polka-dots фасоль, бин bag that I've claimed as my seat.
Ben shrugged nonchalantly, as if he wasn't worried at all by the upcoming test. We were both seniors, I had advanced beyond my год because of my 'brilliant mind,' или so the teachers call it.
Josie sat in the pink-with-purple-polka-dots фасоль, бин bag beside me that she has claimed as her seat.
"Ugh. I dread my exams, Ты two are lucky Ты know. I still have another год before I graduate," Josie said, looking at me and Ben.
Josie, along with the two nitwits (as Josie likes to playfully call them), are still only juniors in our school: South Энджел Academy (SAA).
"Well, I say we forget about all of them boring exams and play some music!" Ben сказал(-а) enthusiastically, and my сердце soared in excitement.
Ангелы Любовь music, so we always sing, dance, and play instruments. We especially appreciate art and beauty. All Ангелы possess extraordinary beauty, we can captivate ALL creatures, whether they be evil или good. And due to my stunning silver hair, mine is extremely potent, which is why I have еще crushes than I can count . . .
But these guys, Josie, Danny, Allen, and Ben, they all make me feel normal. Because they don't stare at me with worshipful, goading eyes. I can be myself around them.
Josie played the flute, Danny played the drums, Allen played the electric guitar, while Ben played the бас, бас-гитара guitar.
"Here Ты go Angel," Ben said, handing me my violin.
I smiled, and easily became in sync with the soft rhythm of my violin.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Wanna race Josie?" I challenged, taking off my куртка which exposed the backless white tank-top I was wearing with my black pants.
"Sure. You're on!" she accepted, taking off her куртка which revealed her deep purple backless tank with blue jeans. Her short Шоколад brown hair reached just shy of her shoulders in straightened layers, her изумруд green eyes were beaming, and the full moon's light of the early night glinted off of her tanned skin.
The guys had already gone Главная and usually Josie and I venture out before heading in too. And the reason why were both wearing backless tanks is because when we grow our wings out, it kinda rips through anything in the way, so all Ангелы have learned to wear backless shirts when planning on unleashing one's wings'.
I felt the warmth rush through me, tingling along my shoulder blades as the two Энджел wings penetrated softly through my skin and out, feeling no pain at all.
I've learned how to grow my wings to any length I wish, something only adults know how to do. I looked over, and Josie had her wings out too.
"You ready?" I asked, crouching low to the ground so I'd have a better kick-off start.
"Yep. 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . ." she began the count off.
"Go!" I finished, and with a galliant flap of my Энджел wings, and a облако of dust and sand left behind, I was high in the air, above the trees below.
Josie was still behind me after a few seconds, but she was starting to gain up on me - she was fast, but I was faster.
I extended my wings a little further, giving me just enough speed to leave her in the dust. I giggled, and then I was out of sight.
I stopped, and Josie was no where to be seen, nor was anything else for that matter; just a big forest below me.
But then something glistening caught my eyes from within the dark forest and I was - magically - drawn to it. I flew straight into the depths of the forest and landed lightly on the ground. This place was very . . . eerie-like.
I was about to fly away and head back Главная when i saw a door. Wait, what's a door doing out here?
It was majestically tall and made of mahogany wood while intricate silver designs and swirls paneled it, as if marking it. And it was standing up-right too, but how can that be?
And then a feeling compelled me to open it, and I slowly touched the silver knob. My сердце was pounding, and my instincts were telling me to fly back Главная . . . But my heart, along with my mind, wanted me to twist the knob and open the door.
And so I did.
A bright light blinded me like no other, radiating towards me and warming my skin.
I stepped through the door, and into the light that was secretly promising me something that awaited at the end.
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There is a secret place made especially for us in the world. It lies on a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean that remains undetected from the outside world.
This is where we, the Ангелы that remained on Earth after thousands of years, rest in peace.
I was born an angel, my white, softer than marshmallows, wings sprouted forth after my birth. They grew as my body matured into that of a young adult of sixteen.
It was on my seventeenth birthday that everything changed. Well, it was actually about a week after the huge party that everyone threw for me . . .
"Momma, can I go meet Josie?" I asked when I arrived in the family dining room. The dining room was really BIG because I had so many relatives that come and have ужин with us.
My mother was sitting down at the таблица with a book, my little brother was beside her, chewing away on his spaghetti.
"Sure hon, where will Ты be meeting her?" Sarah, my mother, asked, her curious yet still soft and kind лайм, известь green eyes met mine which were framed by her small black Чтение glasses.
She had creamy ivory skin, much like mine, and long light brown curls. My hair was straight and was an unusual shade of silver . . . which everyone found strange since no one here has silver hair.
I smiled at her. "Just the дерево house as usual," I shrugged, pulling on my navy blue sleek-styling куртка that Josie got for me on my birthday.
"Okay, be careful."
Then, out of the blue, Cody (my little brother) flew to me using his tiny Энджел wings.
"Whoa there! Ты little rascal!" I teased as he giggled and looked up at me with his adorable baby blue eyes. The light freckles on his baby cheeks were shaded over by his heavy dark brown curly hair.
"Will Ты come back soon sissy?" he asked me, hope and excitement flaring up in his eyes that can make anyone cave.
I kissed his forehead tenderly. "Of course I will!" I told the little five год old.
I was walking on the cobblestones of our hometown's sidewalk. In the distance I could see the setting sun on the sparkling aquamarine blue water of the endless ocean. The tall palm trees swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze of this summer evening. This was home.
I gazed at the blue sky that was quickly becoming розовый after a long, tired day. My daddy had black hair and dark blue eyes - and mine was a fusion of his and momma's. Hazel, but the sapphire blue was еще prominent.
I reached the дерево house, an old place for me and my buddies; we fixed it up a few years back. It was an old дерево house that we remodeled and even expanded, it was high up in the дерево so we made ladder-like steps along the дерево хобот, ствол which led up into our дерево house - which was derived of a large living room area, several rooms that several of us have claimed together, and a large balcony for easy take-off flights, which was a daily basis for us.
I crawled into the opening and shut the door back with a smile.
"Angel!" I heard Josie happily say in her adorably bubbly voice. Yep, Энджел Malekiah is my name, weird right?
"Hey Josie!" I beamed back as she came and gave me our signature sister hug. Okay, so Josie really wasn't my sister, but we claimed each other as sisters - we grew up together, so we've been best Друзья for a long time.
"Well, hey, there's our Избранное angel!" Danny said, him and the other two guys shooting their arrows at the targets hanging on the wall. Target practice, our one and only weapon were a bow, and arrows.
Danny was one of my best guy friends, he had short blond hair that was EXTREMELY curly, olive-toned skin, and dark brown eyes.
"Yeah, our Избранное Энджел that can kick our butts at target practice any day!" Allen сказал(-а) teasingly and I grinned, then shrugged. It was true, I was еще practiced with the bow and Стрела than they were, and only because I had my big brother to help me. Allen had black hair, ivory skin, and mist-gray eyes.
"Geez, sis, what took Ты so long to get here?" Ben (my older brother) asked as he put his bow and quiver full of arrows up. He had light brown cropped-short hair, a big-built body (seriously, he looks like he lifts 200lb. a день when he really doesn't), a light case of freckles along his strong cheek bones, and hazel eyes like mine, except the лайм, известь green is еще prominent in his eyes.
"Well, I had to study for my test tomorrow, unlike you," I pointed out, sitting back into the black-with-pink-polka-dots фасоль, бин bag that I've claimed as my seat.
Ben shrugged nonchalantly, as if he wasn't worried at all by the upcoming test. We were both seniors, I had advanced beyond my год because of my 'brilliant mind,' или so the teachers call it.
Josie sat in the pink-with-purple-polka-dots фасоль, бин bag beside me that she has claimed as her seat.
"Ugh. I dread my exams, Ты two are lucky Ты know. I still have another год before I graduate," Josie said, looking at me and Ben.
Josie, along with the two nitwits (as Josie likes to playfully call them), are still only juniors in our school: South Энджел Academy (SAA).
"Well, I say we forget about all of them boring exams and play some music!" Ben сказал(-а) enthusiastically, and my сердце soared in excitement.
Ангелы Любовь music, so we always sing, dance, and play instruments. We especially appreciate art and beauty. All Ангелы possess extraordinary beauty, we can captivate ALL creatures, whether they be evil или good. And due to my stunning silver hair, mine is extremely potent, which is why I have еще crushes than I can count . . .
But these guys, Josie, Danny, Allen, and Ben, they all make me feel normal. Because they don't stare at me with worshipful, goading eyes. I can be myself around them.
Josie played the flute, Danny played the drums, Allen played the electric guitar, while Ben played the бас, бас-гитара guitar.
"Here Ты go Angel," Ben said, handing me my violin.
I smiled, and easily became in sync with the soft rhythm of my violin.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Wanna race Josie?" I challenged, taking off my куртка which exposed the backless white tank-top I was wearing with my black pants.
"Sure. You're on!" she accepted, taking off her куртка which revealed her deep purple backless tank with blue jeans. Her short Шоколад brown hair reached just shy of her shoulders in straightened layers, her изумруд green eyes were beaming, and the full moon's light of the early night glinted off of her tanned skin.
The guys had already gone Главная and usually Josie and I venture out before heading in too. And the reason why were both wearing backless tanks is because when we grow our wings out, it kinda rips through anything in the way, so all Ангелы have learned to wear backless shirts when planning on unleashing one's wings'.
I felt the warmth rush through me, tingling along my shoulder blades as the two Энджел wings penetrated softly through my skin and out, feeling no pain at all.
I've learned how to grow my wings to any length I wish, something only adults know how to do. I looked over, and Josie had her wings out too.
"You ready?" I asked, crouching low to the ground so I'd have a better kick-off start.
"Yep. 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . ." she began the count off.
"Go!" I finished, and with a galliant flap of my Энджел wings, and a облако of dust and sand left behind, I was high in the air, above the trees below.
Josie was still behind me after a few seconds, but she was starting to gain up on me - she was fast, but I was faster.
I extended my wings a little further, giving me just enough speed to leave her in the dust. I giggled, and then I was out of sight.
I stopped, and Josie was no where to be seen, nor was anything else for that matter; just a big forest below me.
But then something glistening caught my eyes from within the dark forest and I was - magically - drawn to it. I flew straight into the depths of the forest and landed lightly on the ground. This place was very . . . eerie-like.
I was about to fly away and head back Главная when i saw a door. Wait, what's a door doing out here?
It was majestically tall and made of mahogany wood while intricate silver designs and swirls paneled it, as if marking it. And it was standing up-right too, but how can that be?
And then a feeling compelled me to open it, and I slowly touched the silver knob. My сердце was pounding, and my instincts were telling me to fly back Главная . . . But my heart, along with my mind, wanted me to twist the knob and open the door.
And so I did.
A bright light blinded me like no other, radiating towards me and warming my skin.
I stepped through the door, and into the light that was secretly promising me something that awaited at the end.
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what a stupid! love! love! love! "i Любовь love" "everybody needs to be a lover" "true love" all those stupid words! "bla bla bla"
Любовь is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , Ты can't even define it. Ты know why? because it isn't there! that's why Ты can't say i am in Любовь and say the same word after two years или two days.
Ты see, if it worked with your lover, Ты 'll say Ты loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
Ты are all stupid, lovers!
Ты aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
Ты may not believe me now, but Ты will, in few years in your life.
Любовь is a legend.
Любовь is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , Ты can't even define it. Ты know why? because it isn't there! that's why Ты can't say i am in Любовь and say the same word after two years или two days.
Ты see, if it worked with your lover, Ты 'll say Ты loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
Ты are all stupid, lovers!
Ты aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
Ты may not believe me now, but Ты will, in few years in your life.
Любовь is a legend.
