Where Lightning Strikes

Where Lightning Strikes

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Okay, so I admit, going out in the woods behind the oh-so-sacred temple at 11:30PM, wasn't my brightest idea. But hey, I didn't choose to be hit by lightning, and I absolutely did not choose to wake up in a forest, in Canada, with some chick telling me; "Your finally here!" You tell me, how would you handle having the ability to levitate and electrify things? All because of that freakin' rock.
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Fallen

I knew there was always something special about me. I knew I was different from all the other girls. I could feel things before they actually happened, hear things nobody else could. I wasn't normal, there was just something there. In no way though, had I expected to be told that not, was I only half human, but 50% angel, and not an angel of heaven. A fallen angel, damned, yet given a second chance to make things right, to be rescued before taking the wrong turn in my life that shamed me from my existence in heaven. Only problem, someone wants me to stay damned, to never become the angel I was meant to be. They'll stop at nothing to kill me, plus I have no clue what exactly I'm fighting against and on top of it all I am nothing without my locket. My locket is my true source of power, it's what kept me alive that terrible night.

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