STOLEN
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Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2020
It starts off, as Angel having a pretty great life. Her pink, dyed hair, and Victorian white dress. She slipped on her white boots, and braided her hair. Angel applied her makeup, created a quick wing, and darkened her eyebrows then rushed out of her room, running out the door. She wasn't like most people, which is why she stood out, against the green bushes and dark gloomy schools. Her pastel aura too. Thats why when she was on her way to high school, a boy her age followed her. He had blonde hair and it was slicked back. Heck, it was in a ponytail.
And he wanted her.
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