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Chapter One
Being five years old, life is great. You're too young to care about boys, love, or family issues. Usually, you just care about coloring in your coloring books and playing with your dolls. Cute things like that. At ten, you start having interests in boys and can't think of anything better than the idea of dating. You start to understand family issues by now, but you don't pay too much attention to it. You usually start focusing a bit on school and your friends.
When you're 15, you're supposed to be happy and start dating and stuff, right? Sadly, you're wrong. Or at least, when it comes to me, you're wrong. My life was so beautiful during the younger ages. Now, it feels like God is punishing me, even though every one thinks this is a gift. You're probably wondering what the pickles I'm talking about, so let me explain it to you.
When I was fifteen, my life turned upside down. I had so many things planned out for myself. I was going to graduate high school, go to college, become an actor, have two kids, and marry my crush, Jason Gerard. At least, I was going to do all of those things until my life changed forever.
Apparently, both of my parents are angels. That's probably why I've never seen them. When my parents had me, they gave me up for adoption. Luckily, the second family I was put with was good to me and raised me. Then, at 12:00 on my fifteenth birthday, I began to change. The pain was horrible. I was laying down, reading my book peacefully. Then I saw my bedside clock turn to twelve. As soon as that happened, so many things started happening all at once...
* * *
My eyes opened wide with fear as my body began to spasm. The skin of my back ripped out with a loud, blood-curdling scream escaping my lips. My shirt tore down the back and fell off, soaked in blood. I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing the pain would go away. My skin sizzled and popped with incredibly heat as it turned a hot white. Another scream of pure terror escaped my lips, only for me to cough up blood of my own. A sudden, loud tearing sound came from my back. The sound was like nothing I've ever herad before.
The spasms continued, and I let go one last scream as pure white wings, dripping with my blood, exploded from my back. Muscles I never had before made my newly formed wings expand to their fearsome length and height. I watched with terror as blood continued to drip from my new wings and pour out of my mouth. A great sense of agonizing pain overcame my chest and back. Something deep inside my body stirred. Finally, the pain and burning sensation went all over my body and caused me so much pain that I fell into a deep, dark abyss, very much like death...
* * *
That thing, the whole change between Human and Angel, people say it's a gift... A gift from God. Somehow, I doubt it. The whole half hour of pain thing wasn't very fun. Sadly, the pain doesn't stop there for me, either. Vampires and Lycans exist too. Lycans are werewolves, in case you didn't know. Anyway,they want to have a war between each other. I think it's because they both need humans. Vampires drink from humans and Lycans eat humans. Vampires either mess up Lycans hunts or vise veras. They're pretty pissed off by each other, so now it's angels jobs to kill all of the war-hungry beasts.
Man, isn't life easy for an angel? A lot of people don't realize how bad it sucks to be one. I had to drop out of high school, lose all of the people I've learned to call my family and friends, and give up my dreams. What also sucks really bad is that I'm not supposed to let humans know that I'm an angel, or that Vampires and Lycans exist.
When I'm around humans, I have to use my angelic essecne to make me appear like everyone else. If you're a vampire, lycan, angel, demon, or nephilim, you'll be able to see me. Angelic essence is what makes me God's creatin. It's a piece of magick that he holds, which makes me who I am. The power is incredibly strong, though. Sometimes, if you can't control it, you could go insane. Also, you can end up letting it over power you. If that happens, thousands could die before you're put out of your misery. So now I have one question for you. Do you think being an angel is easy and fun?
- Harmony Laverna.
When you're 15, you're supposed to be happy and start dating and stuff, right? Sadly, you're wrong. Or at least, when it comes to me, you're wrong. My life was so beautiful during the younger ages. Now, it feels like God is punishing me, even though every one thinks this is a gift. You're probably wondering what the pickles I'm talking about, so let me explain it to you.
When I was fifteen, my life turned upside down. I had so many things planned out for myself. I was going to graduate high school, go to college, become an actor, have two kids, and marry my crush, Jason Gerard. At least, I was going to do all of those things until my life changed forever.
Apparently, both of my parents are angels. That's probably why I've never seen them. When my parents had me, they gave me up for adoption. Luckily, the second family I was put with was good to me and raised me. Then, at 12:00 on my fifteenth birthday, I began to change. The pain was horrible. I was laying down, reading my book peacefully. Then I saw my bedside clock turn to twelve. As soon as that happened, so many things started happening all at once...
* * *
My eyes opened wide with fear as my body began to spasm. The skin of my back ripped out with a loud, blood-curdling scream escaping my lips. My shirt tore down the back and fell off, soaked in blood. I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing the pain would go away. My skin sizzled and popped with incredibly heat as it turned a hot white. Another scream of pure terror escaped my lips, only for me to cough up blood of my own. A sudden, loud tearing sound came from my back. The sound was like nothing I've ever herad before.
The spasms continued, and I let go one last scream as pure white wings, dripping with my blood, exploded from my back. Muscles I never had before made my newly formed wings expand to their fearsome length and height. I watched with terror as blood continued to drip from my new wings and pour out of my mouth. A great sense of agonizing pain overcame my chest and back. Something deep inside my body stirred. Finally, the pain and burning sensation went all over my body and caused me so much pain that I fell into a deep, dark abyss, very much like death...
* * *
That thing, the whole change between Human and Angel, people say it's a gift... A gift from God. Somehow, I doubt it. The whole half hour of pain thing wasn't very fun. Sadly, the pain doesn't stop there for me, either. Vampires and Lycans exist too. Lycans are werewolves, in case you didn't know. Anyway,they want to have a war between each other. I think it's because they both need humans. Vampires drink from humans and Lycans eat humans. Vampires either mess up Lycans hunts or vise veras. They're pretty pissed off by each other, so now it's angels jobs to kill all of the war-hungry beasts.
Man, isn't life easy for an angel? A lot of people don't realize how bad it sucks to be one. I had to drop out of high school, lose all of the people I've learned to call my family and friends, and give up my dreams. What also sucks really bad is that I'm not supposed to let humans know that I'm an angel, or that Vampires and Lycans exist.
When I'm around humans, I have to use my angelic essecne to make me appear like everyone else. If you're a vampire, lycan, angel, demon, or nephilim, you'll be able to see me. Angelic essence is what makes me God's creatin. It's a piece of magick that he holds, which makes me who I am. The power is incredibly strong, though. Sometimes, if you can't control it, you could go insane. Also, you can end up letting it over power you. If that happens, thousands could die before you're put out of your misery. So now I have one question for you. Do you think being an angel is easy and fun?
- Harmony Laverna.
The Senses Series™ was created by Alyssa Paola. All copyright of the storyline, ideas, book names, and series name goes to her.
All pictures were found on Google™, they may or may not be actual people, but they're used as charecters in the plot of the story.
All pictures were found on Google™, they may or may not be actual people, but they're used as charecters in the plot of the story.