I found a little boy last night, and I can only assume heÕs lived on the street alone his entire life. IÕve decided to take him in. HeÕs definitely not like any kid IÕve ever seen before. For one thing, he might be an angel.
He has started to grow wings now, and his eyes are a strangely glowing red. HeÕs so pale though, like heÕs never even seen the sun. He seems lost and I know he has a lot to learn, but I think heÕs got a good heart. I hope I can help him see how special he really is.
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Why am I like this? I feel like IÕm someoneÕs idea of a cruel joke. A demon with angel wings? How funny it must all be to themÑbut itÕs not to me. I have to deal with this, trying to hide who I really am and not let the monster inside me get out. When it starts to take over, my eyes glow scarlet and I feel myself go out of control. I donÕt understand why IÕm here, or what I am, but trying to fit in and be human is the only thing I can do.
I hope no one notices me.