Hi,my name is Angel.No middle name or last name;just Angel.I am currently 16 years of age and I live in a girls group home called Girls United.I've been here for 3 years.
How did I get here?Long story short after I ran away from my father becoming a well-known underground street fighter under the name of Angel of Destruction.I've learned moves from UFC,MMA,and WWE.
I stopped fighting for a while and ran out of money.I was starving one day and stole food and went to jail.The judge gave me a choice of juvenile detention or Girls United.I chose juvi,but I guess the judge was giving me a second chance by sending me here.
When I first got here I got picked on,but they just talked shit;so I wasn't really worried.There was this one girl,Heather,who I thought was different;but she fooled me.She told about my scars and made fun of them to get "cool points".
Me,I am not ashamed of my scars that goes down my arms,some has faded away,but if you look close enough you could see them.These battle scars remind me of the shit I have been through,but I am still here strong and alive.
To me there is no such thing as 'fool me once shame on me,fool me twice shame on you'.If you fool me once it's shame on you because I will fuck you up and that's exactly what I did to Heather.I broke her nose,busted her lip,and fractured her arm.That was me taking pity on her but hey people don't call me destruction for no reason!!
