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(Kenzie's pov)

I lye in bed staring at the ceiling is this really all my life holds? I feel myself exit this world and enter a new one, a dream land..

As I walk down the path twigs crack under my combat boots and the wind blows my long black hair. It got cold fast so I zip up my leather jacket.

I have no idea where I'm going but I just need to get away.  As I look into the forest I see mystical creatures mostly wild unicorns running threw the fog. As I breath in I think this is where I belong.

"Of course you belong or else you wouldn't be here." I turn around to see a boy about seventeen same age as me his black hair falls in front of his bright blue eyes only showing his lips which are pieced with snake bights.

"What do you mean?" I ask once I notice I had been staring.

"This is where all the fallen go when they can't take life on earth anymore."

"The fallen?" What is he talking about this is just a dream isn't it. He nods as he sits down and leans his back against a tree.

"Who are you?" He looks strangely familiar but I know I haven't seen him before.

"My names Ben I'm like you." He turns his wrist over to show he had scars As did I but he also had the same birthmark that strangely resembled a wing as did I.  I turn my wrist over to compare and both our birthmarks began to glow with a blueish white kinda light. As I look at Ben his eyes have a glow in them

"Come on Kenzie lets go meet the others we've been waiting for you."

"For me? Why?"

"You'll see in time." Ben grabs my hand and pulls me behind him as we glide along the ground.

We come to a stop out side of a large tree

"What are we doing?"

"We're here" he takes my hand and places it aginst the trunk of the tree under his. His touch is so forceful yet soft at the same time I find my self lost in thoughts about him.

A bright light shines as a door spears in the trunk. As he turns the door I'm almost overwhelmed by the bright colors that form around the entrance as we walk in you find all the mystical beings you can think of except angels(not saying there mythical) however there are people like Ben and I could we be the angels. I let out a small laugh as the thought crosses my mind for I am no angel.

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