The Fallen

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  • Dedicated to moi maman
                                    

 "WHAT?!?" I asked, confused and amazed at the same time. This guy just HAS to be nuts, he has gone bonkers.

"You heard what I said. You are showing all the signs, you can understand different languages, no?" he asked in his european accent, I shook my head no.

"Is English the only lanuage you know?" He pushed more into the subject. I just shrugged and nodded my head.

"Etes-vous sûr que vous arent mensonge?" he prompted, his eyebrow was quirked up, like he knew something I didnt.

"I'm not lying." somehow, my anger managed to seep into my voice, causing it to shake. Then I froze. That wasnt in English.

"You had to be lying either way, kid." his voice was stern, like a father scolding a child. Todays events have been a bit crazy, I understood exactly what Veronica said, and she speaks spanish to her friends. I've never known how to say hi in spanish, more or less 'Did you hear about the new guy, he's super cute'.

Impossible. Could I really be one? I cant. They arent real. Godleft me a long time ago, along with my parents.

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This is a little look in the future, and was meant to be super short!

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 19, 2011 ⏰

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