The Runaway Angel
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Kayla closed the last box, folding it up and taping it down in place.. She sighed, looking in at the nearly empty house, then up at the van, looking turning into deeply staring, it was only then she broke down entirely, she tried to fight it but small, tiny crystal beads creeped out her eyes, one after another. Soon, it transformed into a flowing stream of sorrow that ran down her face and dropped from her cheeks into her shirt.
*If anyone is reading this and wondering, the words in bold&brackets are her thoughts and the italics are words that mean something to her and are descriptive in her perspective, I do try hard to correct my mistakes and make it sound more formal than usual, use words less and try others, but at my age I haven't exactly got a full 6000 page dictionary by my side to help me, but I will try my best guys*
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I looked at him in shock, "How do you know that?" "I know a lot of things about you, Ms. Prior, even things you don't know yourself." Excuse me? "From what you can do," he paused giving me a look before directing his gaze back at the field. "To your eye color. Your parents have blue ones, so I don't see how that works." What? He continued without question, "You are still a mystery to us, as you have never showed any signs of power before, so it's sort of confusing." He paused for a few seconds them said, "You're different; you have an ability. You're a Supernatural." "Ok, I really need to go so..." I began walking back, but he stuck out his arm to block me. And that's when it happened. Flames rose on his arms, lighting them on fire. I backed up, feeling the heat radiate off his arms. I was in utter shock, yet he looked relaxed, amused even. "What the hell are you?" I jumped back, and the fire went out, a smirk rising on his face. "I'm just like you." ***** Kayla Prior has always been a popular girl, and everyone looks up to her. She has always had something different from the rest of the crowd, and never knew what it was. There are others like her who support her every step. However, none can help her with what she is about to face. She's the key to defeating evil forces that lie in wait. She's being hunted down, and Kayla gets into a mess that no one can get her out of, except the ones she trusts... But what happens when one day, the person she trusts most almost kills her, and she finds out it was fully intentional? Book 1 in the Supernaturals Trilogy *WARNING* STORY CONTAINS DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE; NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF THIRTEEN YEARS OLD. MIGHT CONTAIN SELF-HARM OR ABUSE SCENES.
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