When I arrive in the kitchen, it seems bright.
The walls seems to glow.
It was like walking into a cracked glowstick.
A matter of fact, it was too bright.
I slowly blinked.
I hear someone singing.
"Don't worry! For the rest of your days!" I watched as an angeletic girl with bright, long blond hair entered the kitchen.
I smile, thinking it is a joke. The girl spins over to me and grabs my hands.
"It's a problem free philo-sophyyy!" She smiles as she finishes her line.
"Stop worrying for the rest of your days! Trust me! A problem free philosophy!" I am soon spinning along with her.
"Don't worry! It's a problem freeeee philosophyyyy!" I sing along with her. Her voice is amazing.
My voice is amazing.
When the song is over, I ask her, "What is your name?"
Smiling mysteriously, she replies, "Angela. As in Angel."
Angela begins to fade. "No! Wait!" I cry, but she ignores me. She gives me a pink ring that I slip onto my finger
I blink again.
The rong is gone. So is Angela.
Daydream, I think sadly. oh well.
My mom comes into the kitchen and sees my happy face.
"Good." She says,smiling at me.
"Let's get something to eat."
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HumorMeet Alyissa, a quiet, street smart girl. Her parents get divorced, and she feels like her whole world is breaking apart. Alyissa is bullied, too. Join her on a heartfelt journey with tragedy, humor, and a pinch of romance. Enjoy!
