Angels
I was 13 when I decided to move to the Blue Sky School System. This was not my idea. I didn’t want to leave my life, especially not my aunt, but when the plane you 're on suddenly turns into a falling ball of fire- you don’t exactly have a choice. I still remember the screams, the light from the fire blinding me, and then the endless black smoke. I expect it’d give me nightmares if I still slept. Seeing as I don’t I will be content with the flashbacks of horror I have whenever my thoughts start to drift.
I remember my funeral. Tears, sad music, candles, flowers, and a body in a casket. It didn’t feel like my body. I don’t remember much after that. Gold, clouds wings, and then I was at a gate. Not the gate to heaven, I had already passed …show more content…
Well, we are in heaven but sometimes there are mistakes, or corruptions. That means there are corrupted people in heaven. There 's also something called a Curse Book. This was a book that could send someone to the Devil. It was a little complicated but the important parts are that A) They worked on hate and B) If you knew how you could absorb the evil energy from it instead of sending someone to the Devil.
So when Sheila made her way to the front of the room, visibly innocent book in hand, I knew something was wrong. I didn’t know it at the time but the book she was carrying in her hand was a Curse Book. She stopped in front of Mr.Andren’s desk. As if there wasn’t enough red flags glued to this ball of bad feelings. It didn’t take very long for me to be called out the room. I was followed by Mr. Anderson.
He was mad as fire. It took me a minute to figure out what had happened when I did I immediately knew Shela had done it. She had signed my name on a page in a Curse Book that Sheila had “found”. Mr.Anderson wouldn’t calm down enough to let me explain. So for just a second I hated him. For just a second the ground shook. It felt like I was dumped in hot
I was 13 when I decided to move to the Blue Sky School System. This was not my idea. I didn’t want to leave my life, especially not my aunt, but when the plane you 're on suddenly turns into a falling ball of fire- you don’t exactly have a choice. I still remember the screams, the light from the fire blinding me, and then the endless black smoke. I expect it’d give me nightmares if I still slept. Seeing as I don’t I will be content with the flashbacks of horror I have whenever my thoughts start to drift.
I remember my funeral. Tears, sad music, candles, flowers, and a body in a casket. It didn’t feel like my body. I don’t remember much after that. Gold, clouds wings, and then I was at a gate. Not the gate to heaven, I had already passed …show more content…
Well, we are in heaven but sometimes there are mistakes, or corruptions. That means there are corrupted people in heaven. There 's also something called a Curse Book. This was a book that could send someone to the Devil. It was a little complicated but the important parts are that A) They worked on hate and B) If you knew how you could absorb the evil energy from it instead of sending someone to the Devil.
So when Sheila made her way to the front of the room, visibly innocent book in hand, I knew something was wrong. I didn’t know it at the time but the book she was carrying in her hand was a Curse Book. She stopped in front of Mr.Andren’s desk. As if there wasn’t enough red flags glued to this ball of bad feelings. It didn’t take very long for me to be called out the room. I was followed by Mr. Anderson.
He was mad as fire. It took me a minute to figure out what had happened when I did I immediately knew Shela had done it. She had signed my name on a page in a Curse Book that Sheila had “found”. Mr.Anderson wouldn’t calm down enough to let me explain. So for just a second I hated him. For just a second the ground shook. It felt like I was dumped in hot