Hi! This is a story about angels, and I hope you all enjoy it! ^_^
There is a secret place made especially for us in the world. It lies on a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean that remains undetected from the outside world.
This is where we, the angels that remained on Earth after thousands of years, rest in peace.
I was born an angel, my white, softer than marshmallows, wings sprouted forth after my birth. They grew as my body matured into that of a young adult of sixteen.
It was on my seventeenth birthday that everything changed. Well, it was actually about a week after the huge party that everyone threw for me . . .
"Momma, can I go meet Josie?" I asked when I arrived in the family dining room. The dining room was really BIG because I had so many relatives that come and have dinner with us.
My mother was sitting down at the table with a book, my little brother was beside her, chewing away on his spaghetti.
"Sure hon, where will you be meeting her?" Sarah, my mother, asked, her curious yet still soft and kind lime green eyes met mine which were framed by her small black reading glasses.
She had creamy ivory skin, much like mine, and long light brown curls. My hair was straight and was an unusual shade of silver . . . which everyone found strange since no one here has silver hair.
I smiled at her. "Just the tree house as usual," I shrugged, pulling on my navy blue sleek-styling jacket that Josie got for me on my birthday.
"Okay, be careful."
Then, out of the blue, Cody (my little brother) flew to me using his tiny angel wings.
"Whoa there! You little rascal!" I teased as he giggled and looked up at me with his adorable baby blue eyes. The light freckles on his baby cheeks were shaded over by his heavy dark brown curly hair.
"Will you come back soon sissy?" he asked me, hope and excitement flaring up in his eyes that can make anyone cave.
I kissed his forehead tenderly. "Of course I will!" I told the little five year old.
I was walking on the cobblestones of our hometown's sidewalk. In the distance I could see the setting sun on the sparkling aquamarine blue water of the endless ocean. The tall palm trees swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze of this summer evening. This was home.
I gazed at the blue sky that was quickly becoming pink after a long, tired day. My daddy had black hair and dark blue eyes - and mine was a fusion of his and momma's. Hazel, but the sapphire blue was more prominent.
I reached the tree house, an old place for me and my buddies; we fixed it up a few years back. It was an old tree house that we remodeled and even expanded, it was high up in the tree so we made ladder-like steps along the tree trunk which led up into our tree house - which was derived of a large living room area, several rooms that several of us have claimed together, and a large balcony for easy take-off flights, which was a daily basis for us.
I crawled into the opening and shut the door back with a smile.
"Angel!" I heard Josie happily say in her adorably bubbly voice. Yep, Angel Malekiah is my name, weird right?
"Hey Josie!" I beamed back as she came and gave me our signature sister hug. Okay, so Josie really wasn't my sister, but we claimed each other as sisters - we grew up together, so we've been best friends for a long time.
"Well, hey, there's our favorite angel!" Danny said, him and the other two guys shooting their arrows at the targets hanging on the wall. Target practice, our one and only weapon were a bow, and arrows.
Danny was one of my best guy friends, he had short blond hair that was EXTREMELY curly, olive-toned skin, and dark brown eyes.
"Yeah, our favorite angel that can kick our butts at target practice any day!" Allen said teasingly and I grinned, then shrugged. It was true, I was more practiced with the bow and arrow than they were, and only because I had my big brother to help me. Allen had black hair, ivory skin, and mist-gray eyes.
"Geez, sis, what took you so long to get here?" Ben (my older brother) asked as he put his bow and quiver full of arrows up. He had light brown cropped-short hair, a big-built body (seriously, he looks like he lifts 200lb. a day when he really doesn't), a light case of freckles along his strong cheek bones, and hazel eyes like mine, except the lime green is more prominent in his eyes.
"Well, I had to study for my test tomorrow, unlike you," I pointed out, sitting back into the black-with-pink-polka-dots bean bag that I've claimed as my seat.
Ben shrugged nonchalantly, as if he wasn't worried at all by the upcoming test. We were both seniors, I had advanced beyond my year because of my 'brilliant mind,' or so the teachers call it.
Josie sat in the pink-with-purple-polka-dots bean bag beside me that she has claimed as her seat.
"Ugh. I dread my exams, you two are lucky you know. I still have another year before I graduate," Josie said, looking at me and Ben.
Josie, along with the two nitwits (as Josie likes to playfully call them), are still only juniors in our school: South Angel Academy (SAA).
"Well, I say we forget about all of them boring exams and play some music!" Ben said enthusiastically, and my heart soared in excitement.
Angels love music, so we always sing, dance, and play instruments. We especially appreciate art and beauty. All angels possess extraordinary beauty, we can captivate ALL creatures, whether they be evil or good. And due to my stunning silver hair, mine is extremely potent, which is why I have more crushes than I can count . . .
But these guys, Josie, Danny, Allen, and Ben, they all make me feel normal. Because they don't stare at me with worshipful, goading eyes. I can be myself around them.
Josie played the flute, Danny played the drums, Allen played the electric guitar, while Ben played the bass guitar.
"Here you go Angel," Ben said, handing me my violin.
I smiled, and easily became in sync with the soft rhythm of my violin.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Wanna race Josie?" I challenged, taking off my jacket which exposed the backless white tank-top I was wearing with my black pants.
"Sure. You're on!" she accepted, taking off her jacket which revealed her deep purple backless tank with blue jeans. Her short chocolate brown hair reached just shy of her shoulders in straightened layers, her emerald green eyes were beaming, and the full moon's light of the early night glinted off of her tanned skin.
The guys had already gone home and usually Josie and I venture out before heading in too. And the reason why were both wearing backless tanks is because when we grow our wings out, it kinda rips through anything in the way, so all angels have learned to wear backless shirts when planning on unleashing one's wings'.
I felt the warmth rush through me, tingling along my shoulder blades as the two angel wings penetrated softly through my skin and out, feeling no pain at all.
I've learned how to grow my wings to any length I wish, something only adults know how to do. I looked over, and Josie had her wings out too.
"You ready?" I asked, crouching low to the ground so I'd have a better kick-off start.
"Yep. 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . ." she began the count off.
"Go!" I finished, and with a galliant flap of my angel wings, and a cloud of dust and sand left behind, I was high in the air, above the trees below.
Josie was still behind me after a few seconds, but she was starting to gain up on me - she was fast, but I was faster.
I extended my wings a little further, giving me just enough speed to leave her in the dust. I giggled, and then I was out of sight.
I stopped, and Josie was no where to be seen, nor was anything else for that matter; just a big forest below me.
But then something glistening caught my eyes from within the dark forest and I was - magically - drawn to it. I flew straight into the depths of the forest and landed lightly on the ground. This place was very . . . eerie-like.
I was about to fly away and head back home when i saw a door. Wait, what's a door doing out here?
It was majestically tall and made of mahogany wood while intricate silver designs and swirls paneled it, as if marking it. And it was standing up-right too, but how can that be?
And then a feeling compelled me to open it, and I slowly touched the silver knob. My heart was pounding, and my instincts were telling me to fly back home . . . But my heart, along with my mind, wanted me to twist the knob and open the door.
And so I did.
A bright light blinded me like no other, radiating towards me and warming my skin.
I stepped through the door, and into the light that was secretly promising me something that awaited at the end.
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There is a secret place made especially for us in the world. It lies on a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean that remains undetected from the outside world.
This is where we, the angels that remained on Earth after thousands of years, rest in peace.
I was born an angel, my white, softer than marshmallows, wings sprouted forth after my birth. They grew as my body matured into that of a young adult of sixteen.
It was on my seventeenth birthday that everything changed. Well, it was actually about a week after the huge party that everyone threw for me . . .
"Momma, can I go meet Josie?" I asked when I arrived in the family dining room. The dining room was really BIG because I had so many relatives that come and have dinner with us.
My mother was sitting down at the table with a book, my little brother was beside her, chewing away on his spaghetti.
"Sure hon, where will you be meeting her?" Sarah, my mother, asked, her curious yet still soft and kind lime green eyes met mine which were framed by her small black reading glasses.
She had creamy ivory skin, much like mine, and long light brown curls. My hair was straight and was an unusual shade of silver . . . which everyone found strange since no one here has silver hair.
I smiled at her. "Just the tree house as usual," I shrugged, pulling on my navy blue sleek-styling jacket that Josie got for me on my birthday.
"Okay, be careful."
Then, out of the blue, Cody (my little brother) flew to me using his tiny angel wings.
"Whoa there! You little rascal!" I teased as he giggled and looked up at me with his adorable baby blue eyes. The light freckles on his baby cheeks were shaded over by his heavy dark brown curly hair.
"Will you come back soon sissy?" he asked me, hope and excitement flaring up in his eyes that can make anyone cave.
I kissed his forehead tenderly. "Of course I will!" I told the little five year old.
I was walking on the cobblestones of our hometown's sidewalk. In the distance I could see the setting sun on the sparkling aquamarine blue water of the endless ocean. The tall palm trees swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze of this summer evening. This was home.
I gazed at the blue sky that was quickly becoming pink after a long, tired day. My daddy had black hair and dark blue eyes - and mine was a fusion of his and momma's. Hazel, but the sapphire blue was more prominent.
I reached the tree house, an old place for me and my buddies; we fixed it up a few years back. It was an old tree house that we remodeled and even expanded, it was high up in the tree so we made ladder-like steps along the tree trunk which led up into our tree house - which was derived of a large living room area, several rooms that several of us have claimed together, and a large balcony for easy take-off flights, which was a daily basis for us.
I crawled into the opening and shut the door back with a smile.
"Angel!" I heard Josie happily say in her adorably bubbly voice. Yep, Angel Malekiah is my name, weird right?
"Hey Josie!" I beamed back as she came and gave me our signature sister hug. Okay, so Josie really wasn't my sister, but we claimed each other as sisters - we grew up together, so we've been best friends for a long time.
"Well, hey, there's our favorite angel!" Danny said, him and the other two guys shooting their arrows at the targets hanging on the wall. Target practice, our one and only weapon were a bow, and arrows.
Danny was one of my best guy friends, he had short blond hair that was EXTREMELY curly, olive-toned skin, and dark brown eyes.
"Yeah, our favorite angel that can kick our butts at target practice any day!" Allen said teasingly and I grinned, then shrugged. It was true, I was more practiced with the bow and arrow than they were, and only because I had my big brother to help me. Allen had black hair, ivory skin, and mist-gray eyes.
"Geez, sis, what took you so long to get here?" Ben (my older brother) asked as he put his bow and quiver full of arrows up. He had light brown cropped-short hair, a big-built body (seriously, he looks like he lifts 200lb. a day when he really doesn't), a light case of freckles along his strong cheek bones, and hazel eyes like mine, except the lime green is more prominent in his eyes.
"Well, I had to study for my test tomorrow, unlike you," I pointed out, sitting back into the black-with-pink-polka-dots bean bag that I've claimed as my seat.
Ben shrugged nonchalantly, as if he wasn't worried at all by the upcoming test. We were both seniors, I had advanced beyond my year because of my 'brilliant mind,' or so the teachers call it.
Josie sat in the pink-with-purple-polka-dots bean bag beside me that she has claimed as her seat.
"Ugh. I dread my exams, you two are lucky you know. I still have another year before I graduate," Josie said, looking at me and Ben.
Josie, along with the two nitwits (as Josie likes to playfully call them), are still only juniors in our school: South Angel Academy (SAA).
"Well, I say we forget about all of them boring exams and play some music!" Ben said enthusiastically, and my heart soared in excitement.
Angels love music, so we always sing, dance, and play instruments. We especially appreciate art and beauty. All angels possess extraordinary beauty, we can captivate ALL creatures, whether they be evil or good. And due to my stunning silver hair, mine is extremely potent, which is why I have more crushes than I can count . . .
But these guys, Josie, Danny, Allen, and Ben, they all make me feel normal. Because they don't stare at me with worshipful, goading eyes. I can be myself around them.
Josie played the flute, Danny played the drums, Allen played the electric guitar, while Ben played the bass guitar.
"Here you go Angel," Ben said, handing me my violin.
I smiled, and easily became in sync with the soft rhythm of my violin.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Wanna race Josie?" I challenged, taking off my jacket which exposed the backless white tank-top I was wearing with my black pants.
"Sure. You're on!" she accepted, taking off her jacket which revealed her deep purple backless tank with blue jeans. Her short chocolate brown hair reached just shy of her shoulders in straightened layers, her emerald green eyes were beaming, and the full moon's light of the early night glinted off of her tanned skin.
The guys had already gone home and usually Josie and I venture out before heading in too. And the reason why were both wearing backless tanks is because when we grow our wings out, it kinda rips through anything in the way, so all angels have learned to wear backless shirts when planning on unleashing one's wings'.
I felt the warmth rush through me, tingling along my shoulder blades as the two angel wings penetrated softly through my skin and out, feeling no pain at all.
I've learned how to grow my wings to any length I wish, something only adults know how to do. I looked over, and Josie had her wings out too.
"You ready?" I asked, crouching low to the ground so I'd have a better kick-off start.
"Yep. 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . ." she began the count off.
"Go!" I finished, and with a galliant flap of my angel wings, and a cloud of dust and sand left behind, I was high in the air, above the trees below.
Josie was still behind me after a few seconds, but she was starting to gain up on me - she was fast, but I was faster.
I extended my wings a little further, giving me just enough speed to leave her in the dust. I giggled, and then I was out of sight.
I stopped, and Josie was no where to be seen, nor was anything else for that matter; just a big forest below me.
But then something glistening caught my eyes from within the dark forest and I was - magically - drawn to it. I flew straight into the depths of the forest and landed lightly on the ground. This place was very . . . eerie-like.
I was about to fly away and head back home when i saw a door. Wait, what's a door doing out here?
It was majestically tall and made of mahogany wood while intricate silver designs and swirls paneled it, as if marking it. And it was standing up-right too, but how can that be?
And then a feeling compelled me to open it, and I slowly touched the silver knob. My heart was pounding, and my instincts were telling me to fly back home . . . But my heart, along with my mind, wanted me to twist the knob and open the door.
And so I did.
A bright light blinded me like no other, radiating towards me and warming my skin.
I stepped through the door, and into the light that was secretly promising me something that awaited at the end.
Thx for reading! Plz rate and comment! ^_^
I NEED inspiration for this book. I cant say why, because it will ruin the last book but the school has been rebuilt,and theres a new gardening class, and Haru-Kun, Kariko-Kun, and Shimura-Chan are falling into love, could Kariko finaly fall for Haru, or could it be Haikuga-Kun? Haru could have his heart torn into pieces, or turned into gold. And Shimura, being the only lesbian in the school could have problems with love too. Karuga-Chan (a new character introduced as a Japenese girl found lying on the beach after a violent storm) changes all of that. Life when thrive this year in Dojenskei Koukou (Dojenskei High School). All these questions and more will be answered in the garden of Hinjou, the Garden Classroom. Be waiting, Both the first chapter of the first and second book are being worked on. (PLEASE give me good names for the third and fourht book, and the main name for the second series, such as Burning Passion Book One: The Flame. (oo, I might use that) Byes!)
The Man With No Eyes Collection (6): Dream
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed by sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed by sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
you think you are so bright,
saying you buzz because you care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way you can show you care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't you understand?
Have you tried to understand?
Do I really expect you to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse you uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
You think I don't know anything,
you think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
You think because you are older,
you know more than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, you are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make you knelt
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
you think you are so bright,
saying you buzz because you care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way you can show you care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't you understand?
Have you tried to understand?
Do I really expect you to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse you uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
You think I don't know anything,
you think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
You think because you are older,
you know more than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, you are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make you knelt
I look out
Into the crowd
Looking for you
Hoping to see you
I search
And search
But can’t find
Your face
In all the crowd
The one person
I wanted to see
I couldn’t see
I was left
With my disappointment
As I begin to think
Of all the times
You’ve broken your word
But then
I should have known
You never stayed
Unless you profited
You never were
A real dad
Never has been
Never will
I look out
In the crowd
Hoping against hope
That you will be there
But I shouldn't even bother
I'm a nobody
Someone you never loved
Someone you don't even know
Maybe someday
I'll learn
That all I get from you
Is broken promises
Half truths
And utter disappointments
So now I say good bye to it all
The hurt and anger
My disappointment
And you
Into the crowd
Looking for you
Hoping to see you
I search
And search
But can’t find
Your face
In all the crowd
The one person
I wanted to see
I couldn’t see
I was left
With my disappointment
As I begin to think
Of all the times
You’ve broken your word
But then
I should have known
You never stayed
Unless you profited
You never were
A real dad
Never has been
Never will
I look out
In the crowd
Hoping against hope
That you will be there
But I shouldn't even bother
I'm a nobody
Someone you never loved
Someone you don't even know
Maybe someday
I'll learn
That all I get from you
Is broken promises
Half truths
And utter disappointments
So now I say good bye to it all
The hurt and anger
My disappointment
And you
"You'll never get the secret from me!" The monsters' eyes gleamed. They wanted me to yell. It was a sign of my weakening resolve. I lowered my voice. "The secret is worthless to you unless you know where they are. Without them, you'll be trapped." None of us in the small chamber knew who was bluffing and who wasn't.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us more than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? You act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and you to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."
And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us more than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? You act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and you to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."
And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.
Dear diary
Today was my first date with Oisin. It is kind-of wierd going out with your best friend. So, we went to Dun Drum shopping centre. Then we went to see a movie, and then headed over to hes place. Then Olivia called and asked to go round to talk about girl stuff. I gave Oisin a little kiss good-bye. Olivia was worrying that Sean might be cheating on her. I didn't know what to say.
Lucy xx
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Today was my first date with Oisin. It is kind-of wierd going out with your best friend. So, we went to Dun Drum shopping centre. Then we went to see a movie, and then headed over to hes place. Then Olivia called and asked to go round to talk about girl stuff. I gave Oisin a little kiss good-bye. Olivia was worrying that Sean might be cheating on her. I didn't know what to say.
Lucy xx
Tell me what you think. Rate, comment, tell me what should happen next. is it bad?!?