New friend || book 1

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{ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ }

I laid on the cold, forest floor with my wings being held back by the hands. They held me down as I watched my whole life play in front of my eyes. Every moment.

Blood leaked from my eyes, nose, and mouth as I was held down. Their nails dig deep into my now black wings.

I begged them to stop.

"lıɥd ɥo" the voices taunted me as they held me down. My wings were slowly but surely turning black. Black like my hair.

"Please.." I begged.

I felt my memory's slowly fading.

I felt numb.

"lıɥd llǝɥ oʇ ǝɯoɔlǝʍ"

Who am I?

"lıɥd ǝɹ,noʎ"

Phil.