The Shell Of What I Was

The Shell Of What I Was

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Bullying. The word gives me shivers. It may not have occurred near you but it once tormented me like a bee flying next to your ear. It was that bad; I couldn't swat it away or it will bite my ass. The hive being the pupils in my school, Crystal High School. For the bees to stop buzzing on my ear I had to escape. Escape elsewhere and completely transform myself, hopefully to a more valued person. Embark to this story where a high school girl turns to the cliche girl in movies. Beautiful. Enchanting. Clever. And to top it off Bitchy. Why? Because they messed with her so now is her time to mess with the colony of bees.
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Fallen

I knew there was always something special about me. I knew I was different from all the other girls. I could feel things before they actually happened, hear things nobody else could. I wasn't normal, there was just something there. In no way though, had I expected to be told that not, was I only half human, but 50% angel, and not an angel of heaven. A fallen angel, damned, yet given a second chance to make things right, to be rescued before taking the wrong turn in my life that shamed me from my existence in heaven. Only problem, someone wants me to stay damned, to never become the angel I was meant to be. They'll stop at nothing to kill me, plus I have no clue what exactly I'm fighting against and on top of it all I am nothing without my locket. My locket is my true source of power, it's what kept me alive that terrible night.

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