by Maddie Kane Thu Jul 21, 2011 6:22 pm
I came up with an idea for yet another new story. I wish to know what others think before i continue in writeing it. I know some people may not like at least one line i have writen here but its my writeing and what i want want it to be about. soo please only read the story if you will not be judgemental about my belifes and will be honest about if it is something you would want to read.
- Spoiler:
They say that every time you see a falling star that it is an angle that had just long his wings. The believe that thunder is cause by the angles either that they are bowling or their wheel barrow of potatoes tipped over. They tell their children these stories to calm them during a storm or late at night, and the small one believe until they grow up. Then they turn around and tell their own children the same thing. They even believe that there is a god the one guy who created our home.
What if they Discovered they where wrong? What if they learned the truth about angles? What if they learned our deep dark past? What if they discovered what I am? Would they be scared? Would they ask Me what god is like? What would they say were they told he dose not exist? Would they keep believing in us? What if they knew my story? What if they knew about me in general? What would happen to me? What if they knew I was the last of my kind?
Now they have created medicine and other things to keep people alive even longer. Some people live up to be one hundred and fifty years old sometimes even older. People have almost stopped dieing. They are no longer become angles. On top of that more and more people have stopped believing in garden angles and all other angles period. My family and friends are all gone. I’m the last one left. Though I’m not suppose to tell of my life, of what I am. I must save my People. Even if its just for all the little human children to feel safe and happy. I must tell my story. I must tell you all even if it means the end of me.
