The Devil's Angel
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It’ September the thirteenth do you know what that means?
Here I’ll give you the answer it means that its my birthday in two days, I hate my birthday I don't celebrate it with my family or friends, no I only remember it as the day I fucked up. I killed myself on the fifteenth of September 2011 if your smart enough to figure that out it means I killed myself on my birthday. I thought it was the only way out; I committed suicide on my birthday because I got bullied to the point where I finally took the courage to do it and I succussed.
When I died I thought I would go to heaven for getting bullied to death but no I guess God had a different plan for me. I was sent to hell, I woke up surrounded by fire and the smell of the dead and I was in a fucking red sparkly dress, which was great since dresses are the number one thing I love. Not.
I guess I haven’t actually introduced myself properly have I? My name is Parmelia Alfred; I’m turning sixteen in two days, which is great since it’s the anniversary of my death, yeah do you all notice my sarcasm?
I’m 5’6 in height and I’ve got dark brown hair with caramel coloured highlights that falls passed my shoulders resting on my bottom. I’ve got ocean blue eyes; skinny, flat chest and got no ass as guys in my past life have said. But honestly I don't give a crap what people say about me, I am my own person.
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Alex.. That's all I remembered that summer night 3 years ago.. It was my 19th birthday and I was celebrating at the beach house, like we always did. Together. This summer was different. This summer was magical.. However, All I could remember was the tanned skin, in my bed, the morning after, cursing under his breath, searching for his clothes. All I remembered was his first name, after I peeked at a message that lit up on his phone, asking "Where are you, Alex? It starts in an hour." I remember the day before, but due to the alcohol in my system, it still was a blur. All i remember was the steamyness we shared and that he was in a rush, saying absoluetly nothing. Until he was gone.. I have been to that beach house every birthday since.. It's like he vanished and was only a memory. He only existed that one day on my 19th birthday. The laughs, the sun, the warm fuzzy feeling. It was perfect. Until it was gone. Vanished. It was the only time I felt like me, warm fuzzy, in the beach I loved, the mysterious man I met just that morning at breakfast who I spent the entire day with, it was the first summer I felt like myself ironic enough, falling for a man who i just met, He made me feel alive more than ever. He sent a spark in me. It was the first and only summer, I felt pretty inside AND out. Until I saw him.. 10 feet away from me. A beautiful woman attached to his hip, arm around her and PREGNANT. My world crashes around me and I can't breathe.
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