Angel of Sight

Angel of Sight

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Vivian Ashwood. A field trip when she was 13 changed her indefinitely. All the students had heard about the incident by the next day, but all they told was that two students were injured. Vivian's classmates saw her the next year, 9th grade, but she had changed. Her positive, bubbly personality had flipped. She now had earbuds in 24/7, blocking out everything. She had her hair covering her face. She never spoke, not even to teachers. Now in her Senior year, her peers have still not heard her voice and have no idea how she has progressed with them without participating. But Vivian herself, knew why. But she would never talk of her gift. Her curse. But this was all before Gabriel. Before she spoke. Before she died.
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