The Winged Ones
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I am, Amika Folks and I live a perfectly normal life, in a perfectly normal family, and a perfectly normal world.....or so I thought. One day I started to be chased from hooded people and fell down a hill. When I came to, I was in the clouds. I knew that I couldn't have died, since I probably just fell on the rocks at the bottom. Still, if I'm not dead, then where am I?
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