Writing Practice

28

"You know I did everything right, I was the good girl

I had the good life, I helped people.

And then I died, naturally it was bound to happen. I knew it would.

And I was ok with that, I knew because I was a good girl I'd go to heaven.

And I did, and they give you two choices. Either be a soul just enjoying heaven or an angel to help others"

"So what did you chose?" The guy asked as he lit her another cigarette, then himself another one

She took the cigarette and put the butt cigarette in the little tray thingy that your supposed to. She then let out some grey breaths that were like smoke.

She held her cigarette, "Well being the sweet little girl I was, I chose the angel"

"And? You had to get here someho- Ow!" He got cut off by her kicking him in the side of his face

"Deserved" She said calmly, but continued, "I soon realized how fucked up it really was.

Instead of the humans being told to accept us as we are, we are forced to act to their perfections of us.

How they saw angels should be.

We had to be beautiful, or handsome if your a male.

And perfect, no mistakes. Which meant no sex, no killing, no suducing, no cussing.

Not even trip."

"Thats truely messed up, like come on. Even I can see thats fucked up and Im the guy who fucks people for a living" He scoffed

She took a breath with the cigarette and blew out some "smoke", before laughing a bit.

"You know, your not wrong. So thats why I left" She smiled

"How did you even get them to kick you out?" He asked

"Just broke the sex rule, they said to repent or Id be kicked out. But not like I cared, and here I am without a care in the world!"

She flapped her wings happily as she put the cigarette between her lips again and breathed out some "smoke"

He smiled, "You sure are beautiful for it"

She elbowed him, "Oh shut up!"