Ever since I was a little girl, my mother used to tell me that somewhere out there someone was looking for my safety, and whenever I am in trouble or feeling like I need a little help, I should just remember there is someone out there, look over the horizon, and maybe I will find him, looking at me, and it'll give me the strength and help I needed.
I truly wanted to believe in her words, isn't it every girl's dream to have her own guardian angel?
And at first I did. Every time I needed help, I would look over the horizon, desperately searching for my angel. Every single time I got nothing but disappointment.
By the age of fifteen, I stopped looking for my angel and didn't believe anymore that I had someone who cared for my well being.
But then came that day.
The day that made me wish my mother was right.
The day I faced my death.
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My Dear Guardian Angel, Where Were You?
Teen FictionLuce lost her belief in her guardian angel years ago. She has finished looking for him and waiting for her angel to make everything better a long time ago. Now it was her turn to make the pain go away. Right before she does so, she dares to look for...
