p style="text-align: center;" data-p-id="7d8718000b13943da490ff5d94a42c95"strongShe didn't know what she was doing. All she knew was that the voices led her here, to this place, this spot. They repeated it over and over, /strongemspan style="text-decoration: underline;"strong'Go. Go. GO!'/strong/span/emstrong So here she was, not knowing if she could do what they said she should. She took a step forward and looked over the edge, it was a long drop down, she exhaled closed her eyes and jumped. She could feel the wind on her face as she fell, seconds passed and she was sure she was going to hit the ground. She braced herself for the impact that would never come, suddenly she was yanked upwards shooting into the sky faster than a bullet. She flew so high she felt if she reached out her fingertips would brush up against a star. She felt her feet touch the ground and with a look behind her she saw large black wings sprouting out of her back. The voices where right she was different, but in what way was the real question./strong/p
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