Dream or Reality

Dream or Reality

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Khole was never a normal kid he never had many friends but the ones he did have he cared for very much, so when he had strange dreams of their deaths he began to wonder. when khole was younger he didn't have the best life with his father being in and out of jail and having an abusive mother going to and from shelters, So Khole found a family in angels yes wired but he actually liked them both . An angel of death and a plain old angel wings and all he never thought much about it they were his family now after all. But a few years later he began to see the number 11 everywhere he went since he was ten years old he's been seeing this number and never thought much of it until now, he soon finds out that both angles wants him to be their heir which path will he choose? If this story is offensive in any way then stop reading. Do not leave offensive comments about me the author or my story, Hope you enjoy.
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"I can't believe I'm making a deal with the devil," he said chuckling. "Well I'm only his daughter." "And you're just as bad." I smirked at him as he held his hand out, for me to take. "Am I really?" ************************* Oh hey there, didn't see you. Come on step right into my description. Well isn't this a pleasant surprise. Well have a seat, kick up your feet and grab some loco hot coco, because shit is about to go down. No no, not in the dms, but here on earth. Father let me out to play and boy am I ever. Ah I miss the screams in hell already. But you know what I'm not missing is being kept from my toys. Earth is where all the fun happens. So why would I stay in hell all the time. The thing is though, I really hate for everyone to be all on my ass like Kimmy Cakes, so this is a story all about how my life got fucked all the way around. I'd like to take a minute- just sit right there. I'll tell all about the story of life not in hell. P.S. This isn't your typical story of your average girl, so don't go mistaken me for no basic bitch or Kali. Oh you know what since you've just now crossed the dark side. Yeah it's official now, you've already read up to this point, which means you just crossed over. But anywho lets just SPOIL the whole thing. I get the boy lol jk he dies in the end. I mean don't we all. There's only life and death in this world. I mean there's also that awkward moment inbetween. And-... Seriously why are you still reading just look at 1 and see how it goes. I mean this is the story of how my life got fucked all the way around after all.

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