Dear...
Whoever may have found this.
My name is Elizabeth (Eli-zah-beth).
I'm supposed to be an angel, everyone
prefers to call me monster or freak. I'm
different. Here's some back story,
When a human dies they do not
become an angel contradictory to
popular belief there. They basically just
become there soul and walk around as
ghost like entities. While angels are
well 'made'. No one really knows
where we come from. I guess I should
probably tell you how I'm different.
Well, I wasn't 'made' like the others...
I was Born.

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Dripping Halo
FantasyYou don't measure an angel by their Halo or a devil by his Horns... You measure their actions even gods mess up