BLAME ME!!!

BLAME ME!!!

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You know that fear of the dark, that every child gets? The one when your parents tell you that it was just a dream, there are no monsters under your bed. Sleep tight. Well for me it was never just a dream, and there always seemed to be something watching me as I slept. I hated the dark, still do and I am 21 years old. It gets worse though. Every time I turn on my light to figure out who is watching me, there is nothing there. It isn't just the dark anymore. Things, strange things are happening during the day now. I would feel someone tap me on the shoulder, I would spin around to find out who it was and no one would be there. I can hear laughing inside my head even when I have music blaring in my ears. Worst of all is the images I get. They are all of people dying or dead, and at the end of the slideshow a Cheshire cat smiles at me in the dark, just the teeth and the glowing eyes. Just like in Alice in Wonderland. I swear I am going insane.
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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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