Prologue
Im not an expert on the human body although im pretty sure 12 year old girls are not meant to grow wings. For some reason I feel I'm not normal. I feel that I'm special. I can do things that other kids can't. I can make flowers grow without doing anything to them and make wilted plants look as though they'd just been planted. Now ever since my 12th birthday, small wings, had sprouted out the sides of my back and they keep on growing. No ones noticed yet but if they do, I will just have to go. When you live with a family as strict has mine, there's no time for fairies and princesses. No one believes in them.
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Wings
FantasyEverlyn has been wondering for a while if she is normal. Ever since her twelth birthday she had started growing wings. Soon she discovers more and more about what she is. More about what everyone thinks is a fairytale.
