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“Ungrateful, thankless

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“Ungrateful, thankless. Selfish, even for a angel.” 

'They don’t understand me', she thought.

Sometimes, she would even voice her stance—
"you don’t understand me", she said, then. 

"You’re not trying to understand, you’re just trying to prove a point that doesn’t have any veracity to it."

She was supposed to be perfect. Prim and proper Like every other angel.

They said she was detached  aloof, Disdainful. Just because she had no interest in their wars, quarrels or games. She did not want to take stake in their mind fuckery, and that was what perplexed and disturbed the others.

"If you do not pick a side, what is your purpose?"

They would ask her.

"If you're not an enemy nor ally, you are irrelevant."

She was merely an angel, not God, or demigod.

"You are my creation, but I failed to make you perfect. A simple failure."

"Your existence is proof that even Gods can make mistakes."

They would sneer at her.

There she was, a young angel, on her knees before her creators.

She would watch as wine spilled from the glass in her creators hand. His face, emotionless.

"You failed me again." His voice boomed across the golden throne room.

She would always had to make things worse.

"If you do not act like an angel, then you're not worthy of being one, child."

'Child' is one of the many things they would call her, behind her back. Egotistical, illogical, insensitive, were a few of many.

"I have no use for you here." Her creator stated.

The other Gods knew better than to argue.
Silently sharing looks of sympathy.

"You belong with the devils, who are as Ungrateful, selfish, jusf like you, child."

Tears Dripped down her chin, her wings slowly turning black.

She was not going to argue, with the one who's being as kind to send her to hell and not wipe her existence by all.

Perhaps that would be better, would it not?

Years of torture, hateful looks and being accused of commiting crimes things you never thought of doing.

Maybe hell would be better?

"You shall stay with them until you decide to be more than....this. If you even can."

More than this? More than what?

How can someone be more than themselves?

Hi! Sorry if you find any grammatical errors, please just let me know if you do

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Hi! Sorry if you find any grammatical errors, please just let me know if you do.
English isn't my first language.
So, yeah, let me know your thoughts.
-Joy

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