(??? POV)
All that was around him was light, he was alone, floating. His hand gently rising, as if it was under water.
He woke up, the aroma of sweet, freshly cut lumber filling his senses. He looked at where he was, he was in the woods. A small pond next to him, he looked at his reflection, his eyes were back to normal. But there was a major difference in contrast with his past self.
He had wings.
He then turned his attention back to his reflection, the fish distorting his face. He chuckled lightly.
"Huh".
Authors note!
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If you have any questions, ask here! But other then that....
Book Two, "Dear dead boyfriend", will be out this summer! Stay tuned!
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Died Twice Yesterday
Mystery / ThrillerThis is going to be the first book in a series. Book two is out! The shy, nerdy, and previously bullied America would do anything to avoid being forced into the spotlight, which made it even more of a mystery how he managed to get himself int...
