The Fallen Angels Chapter 3Chapter 3: Not alone Shocked that I had fallen through the floor yet again, although I thought I had fixed that problem, I landed into an elderly woman’s room. Before I fell through this floor I felt a hand grab me by my collar and was being pulled up to my feet. I opened my eyes, not knowing they were closed of course, and started to breath again, why did I stop? And saw that a huge bald black guy was holding me by my collar. He looked me over and raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t seen you around,” He said, “Newbie?” He put me onto my feet. I looked him over; he was in black robes, kinda, bald,The Fallen Angels Chapter 3
The Fallen Angels Chapter 2Chapter 2: Loose Ends Alright so Heaven wasn’t what I thought it was crack up to be, and neither was my new life. I wake up the same place I had, so to say, landed where I had died, a most painless death. I was wearing all white, white jacket white shoes, ooo classy shoes, and white jeans, never thought that to be possible. I had a black dress shirt on underneath my white jacket though, and a black belt, and black tips of shoes. Okay so I wasn’t all dressed in white, but that didn’t change me. I got up, figuring out that I was laying on what was left of myself and rain, funny I couldn’t feel the rain, yet I couThe Fallen Angels Chapter 2
The Fallen Angels Chapter 1Chapter 1: Heaven Yes, funny how things can go from dying to practically living again. Well not really. Next thing I knew I was standing on nothing, but a white surface, of thin air. Nothing was below me nothing above, nothing right or left, nothing everywhere. I wasn’t even certain if I was there. I didn’t know who I was where I was or how I can to be there. Not until I saw, my grandma Jean. “Hello there dear.” My grandma and her voice that sounded like she smoked but had the touch of smoothness to it. “Are you lost?” she asked. Come to think of it I was kind of lost, more likely I didn’t know iThe Fallen Angels Chapter 1
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Prolog: What I Do For Anything Have you ever felt so attached to something that if it just got stolen you would do anything to get it back? That’s how I felt to something I drew. I called it my best drawing for it had all the colors details and fullness I thought it needed. It was of me my best friend and her boy friend standing on the edge of a road that ran to a cliff. The picture was perfect. But then one day it was missing. A note left in its place. The note read: Dear Owner, As you may have noticed you’re prized possession has gone missing. Mee
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I'm Not Gay I'm As Straight As A Rainbow!
If homosexuality is a disease, then we should all call in gay to work. "Nope, sorry, can't come in today- still queer."
wanna taste my rainbow. [gives a skittle]
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Confucius say, No matter where you go; There you are.
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Ooooooh ahhhh.Thats how it always starts,then later theres running......and screaming. - Dr Ian Malcolm
Hmmm, the United States of Austria. Tell Doug that one.
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