Diary Of An Angel
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  • Reads 1,954
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 2m
Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2017
I have met a girl and through her I have seen a world entirely different from mine. A world I never knew existed "

I flipped the next paper her words having caught my interest. 

She's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen with the most prettiest eyes. Not because she looks better than the rest of the girls but because she is different. She has a beautiful soul. Her eyes have seen a lot yet she smiles a lot. but, behind her smiles held great pains. She acts like a fire ball but deep down she's a softie. She's tough, she's strong but deep down, hidden beneath somewhere in her there is vulnerability. 

This is her story. I call it

THE DIARY OF AN ANGEL

I stared at the words. I read it again for the second time. This first diary belongs to my sister. And this one seems to be a story of another girl. I returned her diary to the box and picked up that of the Angel. I walked into my room closing the door behind me. Forgetting all my marriage problems which is going to happen whether I like it or not. I opened the diary and began reading.
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