My father never hurt me, but he hate's me...I know why...I have wings...I'm not normal. At least I can put them away if I want...they've been in my back since I was six...around the time I started first grade. My mom died giving birth to me...my dad blames it on me and my wings. Back to my present life, school is usually okay. Nobody, I repeat, NOBODY, even pays attention to me, so that's good, I'm kind of socially awkward and very self aware anyways. To try to get away from everything in my life, I'm on my computer...I love playing games and being on the internet in general...I feel...excepted there. I thought everything was going to be fine for the rest of high school...that's were I was wrong.... ---------------------- When something is in bold, it is an author note. Big thanks to @ForeverEternity1717 , @Lauren_The_Writer , @WeirdWriterGirl1901 , and @DrawnMidnightShadows for inspiring this book!!! <3
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