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The Beckoning of Angels Post 8
Voices…I hear voices in the distance. Maybe it’s one voice. I want it to stop. All I want is to sleep.
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Voices again. Why can’t they leave me alone? It’s one voice now. What is it saying? Maybe if I answer it will stop. If I can just open my eyes…
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The Beckoning of Angels Post 7
I woke up on Friday full of anticipation. Not really because it was my birthday but because Cirrus had asked me to come that day to see him. I walked into the kitchen, still a bit groggy and my mom was there cooking.
“Hey there, birthday boy.”
“Mom, I’m fifteen.”
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Just a quick apology for my story taking up so much space. I thought I put it under a cut and can't figure out what's wrong. There are only 2 more posts but I'll try to get some help! -
The Beckoning of Angels Post 6
The next day, I decided to go fishing alone and try to think. As I was on my way to the river, a thought occurred to me. I could walk past Mr. Harrison’s house to get to the river. If anyone saw me, I was just a kid going fishing, but maybe I’d see Mr. Harrison walking alone or sitting in his ( Read more... ) -
The Beckoning of Angels Post 5
The next day at breakfast, Beck still had the warm glow and secret smile she’d had the night before. When our parents weren’t listening I asked, “Are you going to tell Mom and Dad about you and Josh?”
She looked around and then answered, “I’m not sure. I think they’ll be happy on one level, but ( Read more... ) -
The Beckoning of Angels Post 4
The next few days, everything went along as usual. I was dying to go to the rocks and meet Andren, but I felt like I had to wait, like I had to pretend nothing was out of the ordinary. Even Beck couldn’t know that I was meeting Andren again. Finally on the fourth day of my waiting, Beck said ( Read more... )