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just posting this to tell i’m writing another story in my notebook so when i get around to it i’ll type it up

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putting up more of my 2nd story, didn’t write much

I slowly open my eyes I was in the living room, my whole family was in the living room. My father, mom, gramps, and Elisa, my younger sister. I felt something on my back, it was really heavy I reached behind my back and felt it. It felt soft like a feather, I grabbed it and pulled on it. A twinge of pain shot up my spine.

“Akira don’t pull on that, you’ll pull out all your feathers,” said mom

“F-feathers? What do you mean?” I asked.

“Thing is, we haven’t been telling you the truth; our family are angels, everyone in the family, even Elisa,”replied mom.

I was in shock! How could our whole family be angels? I did not even notice this! I looked up again and I saw the whole family with a pair of pure white angelic wings. I looked at my wings for the first time, they were jet black.

“M-mom you guy’s wings are pure white and yet mine are black, why are mine’s black?” I asked

“well there’s no easy way to tell you this but we are all angels of heaven but you are a fallen angel, the angel of death,” said mom

“what?! How can I be an angel of death? I treasure life more than anything, you know that!” I yelled.

“That is exactly why you are the angel out death, you know the value of life; we believe that you can show restless souls of the departed the way to their afterlife,” she replied.

My new life as being an angel of death has begun but how can I keep my wings hidden from the rest of the world? I accepted my new role of being the angel of death and I tried to continue as nothing had happened but I really was shocked. Either way I felt like the problem had solved its self

second story.

Angel’s Thesis

“Akira, Get out of bed and get ready for school! Yelled mom.

I was already wake but I couldn’t move a muscle, my whole body ached, especially my back, it felt like I had gotten him on the back by a baseball bat. I struggled to get out of bed and change. I was taking my shirt off when my friend, Haruka Hasegawa walked in to wake me up for school. She stared at me then her face started to get red and then he ran downstairs while calling me a “pervert”. What so perverted about me changing? Well, anyways I finished changing and went downstairs. She was waiting for me at the door when I got there.

“good morning, haruka.” I said.

She replied “good morning to you too, why were you taking so long to get ready anyways?

“My back was killing me this morning, I could get out of bed for a while and when I did it hurt like hell.” I moaned

“Jeez you’re such a whimp! Can’t even handle some back pain, What you jack off to much?” she asked.

“N-no! Like hell I would, you know me I’m not that kind of guy!” I yelled back

I looked at my watch and it said you guys are hella late better run your asses off! I grabbed Haruka’s hand and ran as fast as I can. Later at school my back was acting up again but it wasn’t hurting; this time is was really itchy. I scratched my back raw and it still itched. I asked to go to the nurse’s office to get it checked out but when I got my back looked at she said there wasn’t anything funny looking on my back, in fact, my back was not even red from all the scratching. Well I didn’t think much of it for the rest of the day,and I went home straight away I was really tired from this whole ordeal. I got in the shower when I got home and I felt something touching my back when I was shampooing my hair. Then I saw blood running into the drain. I fainted. Sometime later, I heard the voice of my family discussing something. I couldn’t make out all of it, just bits and pieces.

“Angel’s wing… matured… transfer.” They crowded around me now they slapped my face.

“Akira. Wake up we gotta talk to you,” My mother said softly.

I slowly open my eyes I was in the living room

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