A New Life
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Chance is a 15 year old boy with jet black hair, dark brown eyes, and an interesting life.
Chance lives in a small apartment with his little brother, Jackson, and abusive mother, Kristen.
Ever since his dad left when his mom got pregnant with Jackson, his mom would go out and drink away her problems.
Every night she would come home angry, blaming their dad leaving on Jackson.
Chance always protected him.
Only a couple weeks before his 16th birthday, Chance starts experiencing back pain. It gets worse and worse, and one day, on his birthday, it stops.
On this day, he falls and hears a ripping sound. He looks back and can't believe what he sees.
Wings.
Jet black wings.
~
Read and find out what happens to Chance and his brother!
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