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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is just something small that came to me during school.

Submitted: October 26, 2012

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Submitted: October 26, 2012

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The wind, a slight breeze. A small howl weaves through the hanging branches of the blooming willow trees. Petals slowly drifting and gently landing on the ground. I am walking a path of white and light pink petals of wonder. The ground, completely covered. As I am walking up the drive to my freshly built Victorian home, I hear something in the distance; a scream. It was faint, must be in town. As I speed off I am hit from the side flying deep into the woods. "what the...?!" I got up and ran causiously back to the drive, but there was nobody to be seen. Thats when a twig snapped directly behind me. I whip around, teeth bare and a slight growl slipping throuth my teeth. To my shock it was Felix. He was so amused that he had caught me off gaurd, he was growling and had a stupid grin on his face. In frustration I hit him making him fly into the fearthest willow from the drive. "why do you think it is alright to always try and piss me off?" I slowly made my way to Felix. I was now towering over him. "Oh come on big sis. I love pissing you off. It gives me something to do with myself when boredum strikes me." he smiles as he hops to his feet. I then notice blood stains on his shirt. My eyes widened as I began to realize Felix was not really Felix. I reacted instantly. I pounced; teeth bare for a second time but this time a low hum of a growl blared through my sharpened cainines. Pissedoff at myself for not realizing sooner. My wings shot out from my shoulder blades; red and black feathers falling to the ground. My wings rustled as the wind brushed against each individual feather. "Who are you?!" My eyes began to change from a lively hazel blue to a deep gray. "Tell me who the hell you are before I tear through your jugular!" rage was now pulsing through my veins. I began to shake. This mysterious guy suddenly smiled but it was unlike before. This smile was pure evil; a smile that sent chills down my spine. Then he meraculously combusted into ash; no flames to be seen. I was now sitting dumb founded on a pile of ash that had a gental sent of whire roses coming from it. "What the hell was he?" I asked myself.


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