Beginning of the End

Beginning of the End

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My name is Alejandra, but people just call me Ally. I’m seventeen years old; I have dark brown hair that looks almost black, a beat up body, and brown, blue eyes. The guy who abuses me is Eden. Probably don’t want to know much about him though. I still remember the day when I met him; it’s still clear as a bell like it just happened yesterday. I was walking in the woods with my wings out; yes I’m what you guys would call ‘Angels,’ except I’m more of an avian hybrid. My mom and dad were born in a test tube and were forced to breed, which then resulted in three kids with wings. Anyways, I was just letting the sun soak my wings up; it was such a wonderful feeling for us. What ruined it all was Eden. He came out of nowhere and snatched me up. Thank God I had time to put my wings back or who knew what he would have done. He bombed the rest of my family so their all dead now. The scientist that was assigned to me a long time ago sent Eden to get me for who knows what. I’ve been on the road with Eden for two days and he’s done nothing but hurt me. Apparently the doctor/scientist’s lab is only a few miles away since I’m going to meet him today. So now we both are headed to my worst nightmare. But I have to leave the past in the past and look towards the future. Not that there’s anything to look forward to.
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(Creepypasta X FemReader) Some say I'm too sensitive but truth is...I just feel too much. Every word. Every action. Every energy. Everything just goes straight to my heart. My life was never really a perfect life but it was at least decent. But its always quite possible things will turn out far better than they appear so I always look forward to tomorrow. But recently things have been horrible and there's this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I feel I should listen to. Who knew listening to a gut feeling would've given me something so powerful... ~~~~~~~~~ Author's personal favorite part of the book: "Man, do you know how fast angels are? Like, daaaaaamn! Can you believe I am feeling the tiniest bit exhausted? WOW!" ~~~~~~~~~ The original photo of the cover belongs to SunProjects, credit goes to them for the artwork! I just edited it to make the cover, all photos aren't mine unless said otherwise. Thank you! First published: September 18, 2021 Yea this is an X Reader, yea this is a creepypasta story- what of it? Take note, take this into careful consideration! The Contents within this story will disturb you. I am basing the killers as real life criminals, criminals who do not care what age you are to hook up with, criminals who don't care about your personal boundaries, who won't ask for permission or be your usual fictional Creepypasta characters. But I wont be that fucking rude, I'm mixing them with fiction and reality. More in Ch1. ╮(─▽─)╭

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