< Angel thinking
Date: Sunday, February 27, 2000 11:37 AM
Angel sat in the shade of a large tree, the moon was dark on this night. He lay
with his head down, Vivid images from his past that he doesn`t remember flash
before his eyes.
Angels eyes glow blue, and he sees a room with a man, a woman and a boy
The boy is sat quitly in the corner, eating from a bowl, while the parents
scream and shout. The boy seem not to notice the parents. The mother throws a
bowl at the father" its you he gets it from, theirs no freaks in my family."
The father ducks "there isn`t any in my family either" The boy looks up. His
eyes glow blue and the chocolate that is on the other side of the room floats
over to him. The mother rushs across and grabbs the chocolate "what!, do you
think your to good to walk and get it" The boy shuddered into the corner "mum
im sorry, i wasn`t thinking" The mother began to hit the boy around the head
"get in your room Angel and dont come out until your normal." The boy got up
silently, and walked into the room. He sat on his bed, a gastly came down from
the rafters and lay on the bed next to the boy. The boy put his arms around the
gastly and began to cry.
Angel wakes from the trance and gastly is sitting next to him.
He looks down again another appears in front of him. The boy is standing in the
doorway the parents are sitting doen in the frobt room. The boys has a very
distressed look on his face. "I HATE YOU, why cant you just love me as your
son." the parents look over at him "your not our son" The boy eyes turn red. "i
hate you." the scene cuts away. It appears again and the boy is in the doorway
lent on the side. The two parents are dead on the floor covered in blood. The
boys eyes are still red "you should have been nice to me" he laughs picks up
his bag and walks out of the door.
Angel wakes again and stares ahead "so thats what happened" gastly nods.
The voice appears again "did you like my little show"
Angel looks around, the voice speaks again "im in here, no point looking" Angel
still looks around. "you killed our parents" Angel lays don silently and begins
to cy "no.........."
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Like a turtle with out a shell, touch my fingers with out my finger tips, two
feet with ot their toes, like a rave without my Flow. Oh No.
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