Shattered Angels
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  • Reads 469
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 4m
Ongoing, First published Oct 05, 2014
Stormi White hit her breaking point but not without a fight. Many said she wouldn't but everybody gets pushed over the edge and shatters like a mirror hitting marble. People push us to that point. We all start as Angels but turn to being Devils because one can only keep up a facade so long before letting their walls crumble for the world to see. Trust no one because their inner devil comes out to kill your will and crush your heart into tiny pieces. Stormi found it out as she watched her world, her life fall apart like rain during a storm.
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