Angels...Ch 13 Nightmare's...Chapter 13: Nightmares Stop When You Die
I walk faster I dont want to deal with them.
Richie and his crew
I cant cope another second around them.
I can hear bikes yelling.
I spin around.
Dan, Rory, Calvin and him Richie.
Im talking to you Gaylord!
I stumble backwards.
Regain my balance.
I sprint down the street.
My heart race increases.
Adrenaline is pulsing through my veins.
My heavy bag digs into my shoulder.
Slamming against my hip.
I have to keep going.
I have to get home.
But why do I even want to go home?
Its a flat-just a flat- not a home.
Mum slumped on the sofa drinking.
Lauren coming home at 4am.
Not even bothering to sneak in.
Theres not a point.
Mums un-conscious by then.
Me awake. In my room. Waiting.
For Lauren to come home.
Ill sit crossed legged on my bed waiting for her to come home.
To make sure Lauren
Angels...Ch 12 GeeChapter 12: Gee
Chazz scuffed her orange converse against the cracked roads of Camden- since the fire nine months Camden was being repaired. Her shattered heart wasnt being repaired. Or if it was it was being repaired even slower then Camden market.
What she couldnt understand.
Why did it have to be Zoe?
Tonnes of people walk up and down stairs daily-yet it was Zoe who had fallen.
Zoe who had died.
She had just turned 15. It was her birthday. Youre not meant to die on your 15th birthday it just isnt right.
Chazz didnt even know why she was in Camden she was just frustrated with staying still and she knew her way around here. Rain started spitting down at her mocking her hating her
She pulled the hood of her MCR hoodie over her radiant red hair.
She had worn that hoodie back at My Fair Lady- that had been a laugh- balling dancing with Zarina watching Zoe try to make Alicia a skirt in 10 minutes out of scraps of fab
Angels...Ch 11 Back To SchoolChapter 11: Back To School
But, is that what your friend would want?
I dont know what she wants because shes not around for me to ask anymore!
I know, but
Stop with the buts! Its not like you knew her! Ellie jumped to her feet and ran from the café swinging her long bag as she left.
Pippa groaned, this was going to be far harder than she had anticipated.
What are they doing on this course anyway?
Lisa glared at me and left the room.
I dont like being glared at.
Meg watched Lisa go and rolled her eyes, before turning to face me.
Basically, one for the jobs you can get here is a Guardian Angel, if youre doing well in your earth study, you can go on a course, which should last a week but always ends up being longer, to see if you suit being a Guardian Angel
And they do what on this course?
They get given a hum, usually its someone they know of, but
If a prophecy is made.
But no one is around to hear it.
Has he prophercy ever been made in the first place?
A tiny boy layed huddled in the alleyway. Spindly legs folded up agaist a bear chest. Hair covering most of his eyes. They were the strangest thing of his appearence.
They were plain white all the way through.
Whether they would return to a normal eye colour or remain white...no one was around to know.
The boy could not have been any older then three, four would be puhing it. But he appeared to be fighting a man's demon. His ghostly eyes shut tight in angugish and agony. As words slurred painfully from his mouth.
The dreamer approaches her rightful home. From the tiled torture chmber she will come. To free us. Or eternal slavery will befall all wizards and witches. Ivy is poisoned beyond return. The dreamer will save us from the poison. The dreamer can only come with help. The dreamer will come. The dreamer ust come...
The small boy shu
Feather BoyFeather Boy
He looks down from his great assending height
Watching the fight down below
Discord and Anatchy rain
Entertainment is the harshest form of evil
Awaits his food and cries
Watching from on high
Wishing for the evil to leave
His parents to return
To much for feather boy
He tentivly spreads his small wings
And closes his eyes
Feather boy needs to fly
His parents are facing the shots
Entertainmet of men
They need his help
Feather boy leaps from his haven
Soars against the redening sky
Freedom rushing against his infantisimal wing span
The first taste of freedom
Feather boy is free
But feather boy
Gets caught in fire
And feather boy falls
Feather boy dies.