Epilogue: I was driving home from work, and yes I'm still a little uncomfortable with cars. I much rather prefer flying, but I would look crazy flying to work. When I pulled up in the driveway my son, Matthew and yes I know that was the name of my father, ran out with Damon following him. I got out the car and picked him up and kissed his cheek. Yes, Damon proposed to me and we got married. It's been 9 years and I'm now 24 living a beautiful life.
"Why you running from daddy?," I asked.
"He said he was a monster and was going to make me into soup," he pointed at Damon.
"Well if you hurry you can get your toy gun and destroy the mean moster," I put Matt down and he took off.
"He should do track when he gets older," Damon kissed me gently.
"He's only 4," I smiled as he grabbed my waist with one arm.
"Yeah I know," he walked me inside.
Yes I had Matthew at age 20 and I had gotten pregnant a year before I got married, or so. I sat on the couch and rubbed my stomach and looked up at Damon. My hair was longer now and still blue, I still had my wings, but Matt didn't grow any wings.
"I went to the doctor and they ran some test, said I have a good chance of being pregnant," I smiled.
Damon leaned over me and kissed me lightly and the next thing I knew was Matthew was shooting plastic suction cup darts at us. I pretended that I was being beaten and Damon picked up Matt and spun him around.
If you're wondering what happened to everyone they're fine, well most. Megan died of the infection of the snake DNA from an over amount of posioness venom, but we all dearly miss her. My mom and Rachelle live in the same house when I was 15. Krystal got married at 19 and moved to Italy with a boy named Antonio. They have two boys and a girl on the way. While I live a simple easy life with Damon and Matt. When Damon and Matt went to go see my mom and Rachelle I took my car to the cemetary. I had a bundle of flowers and walked up to the headstone and kneeled before it. It read: Matthew Clarance, beloved father and husband, born - death 2009. They had no date of my father's birth because he had kept himself low profile. I set the flowers down and tears rolled down my cheek. I held the necklace Damon gave me a long time ago and smiled. The necklace was a blue-ish dove. I stood up and dusted myself off.
" I love you dad, I know you would love to see me right now, but you're in a better place." I felt more tears, "save me a spot."
I laughed and felt the wind blow and it felt like a hand stroked my cheek. I touched my cheek and looked at the dirt and something was written in it.
Love you Anna. Take care of your doll.
And that is the two lives of Anna Bay Clarance.