Ashes
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Mystery
I'm not your average teenaged girl. For starters, I have bright purple and blue hair, multiple piercings, and a couple tattoos. Also, I'm an orphan, a drug dealer and I'm dead. I was supposed to go to Hell. I deserved that, I delt hard drugs, I ruined peoples lives. I had too, I didn't have money for my little brother and I. But, I was given a second chance, thanks to The Heavenly Council Of Apparitions. They gave me a task. To save a life. If I succeeded, I would achieve Heaven, and if I failed, well, you get the idea. I never thought it was going to be easy, but I was not expecting a pair of wings, a deranged peacock, a cute but frankly stubborn dude, and an impossible choice. The name's Pheonix, and this is my story. (Caution: Contains strong language and violence. If you don't like that, don't read it. I will not censor my story because covering up the language I specifically chose to get my point across in order to please an audience wouldn't be accurately representing the characters, or the story as a whole. This is about artistic license, and if that offends you then don't block or flag me, just don't read it. It's as simple as that.)
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"Have I ever told you the story of The Phoenix Girl?" My Grandfather asked. "No, you have not," I said. My Grandfather was like any other old man, but his mind was far from ordinary. All grandfathers are alike, each one tells you stories about wars or the good old days. But not my Grandfather. He was a storyteller, but his stories were always different. He would just come up with the stories, and they would be so enrapturing to me. It hooked me from the beginning until the moment I had to leave. But then one day, he told me a story that would change everything for me and my Father. This story called the Phoenix Girl. It's a story of a girl who goes through hardships and struggles in her everyday life. They punish her for things she has no control over, but then she faces it all. She is reborn from the ashes of the flames that had consumed her. She is stronger. But what if this isn't just some story that my grandpa came up with? What if something connected her to my family? What will happen now that the truth is out there? Why was this story so important? What will change? Who is this Phoenix Girl? [Please note that this story is complimented but is under heavy editing at the moment]

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