The Last Angel

The Last Angel

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An angel is force to live on earth with the humans to save her life. She lived among humans thinking that she's one of them. But she can never hide her true identity her whole life. Will Hope's love enough to save humanity or she herself brought death among them all. -HOPE- Growing up in orphanage and living not knowing where you came from or who your parents, is really hard, I'm so thankful that the sisters who took care of me on the orphanage are really kind to me and treat me like their own. My name is Hope I recently turned 21 and working as a nurse at a private hospital. Before my birthday I'm experiencing a really weird dreams, but when I wake up I can't remember some of them and hunt me again when i start to sleep. I'm living now alone on my apartment near my workplace. Then one day things happen unexpectedly....... Nobody prepare me for this kind of life, the life that all humans will depend on my shoulder to save them. Can i really do this?? These story is based only on my imagination. Please vote and comment if you like my story. Enjoy!!
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