Chapter Two Alone

Life is torture; I was unable to choose if I wanted to live it, others did. One big let down: I spent ages looking for the others but they nowhere to be found! I am an angel, the last of my kind. The only one sent to roam the earth. Sent to find others, but there's one problem: NO ONES HERE! "Ahhh!" I yelled and I fell off my bed. My leg hit the drawer and sent it toppling on my right leg, and broke it. "Ouch." I muttered and I shoved it off just in time to watch several gashing cuts and the bone magically disappear. I sighed. 2:45 a.m. "Isabella?" my mother was at the door. "Yes mom?" I asked glad to see she hadn't heard or seen anything, her thought were clear. "What happened?" she asked. "I fell" I replied. "Honey, be more careful." I nodded absently. Mom left quickly back to her room. I sat there a while, tried of this life. Tired of being here alone. Of living meaningless life. I crawled back into my bed, I couldn't sleep anymore, and I was too shocked. I've been Isabella Swan for a century straight. I keep regenerating, and reaching my maximum growth at the age of a teenage fifteen year old girl, for so long now. I used to be happy; I lived in heaven, roaming with the other angels. I used to live where I belonged… I don't belong HERE! I'm glad for my mom that adopted me after me after I was 'orphaned' I almost died in a house fire in Massena, New York. Now I live in sunny Beverly Hills, California. This is the place where Hollywood, rich, famous, influential people collide. This would make a shallow human happy, but not me. I know of a better place, the best place you can imagine. One word: PARADISE. I was kicked out, pushed out, place out against my will, call it as you my, but the point is I was sent here against my will come to Earth. My mission: find other angels who actually chose to come here, and bring them back.