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Fallen Angel
Chapter 3: Evil Plants, and Wet Dogs
It's been a year since I last saw her, that girl. I see the girl known as Kelly, the girl I stay with. She is still around, but I can't shake the feeling that the girl who told me to find her is in danger.
I have tried to contact her mentally but it fails every time. She has once or twice entered my dreams but it was brief. I decided to take a walk in the park, to clear my head. "Your not of this race are you?" a red head says. I turn around to face him. "Who are you." I ask. He sneers and wraps his plants around me. "What?!" I ask. He only smiles and leads me somewhere else.
I get thrown into the dirt and in front of a big white dog. It is soaked and staring hungrily at me. 'Great it wants to eat me.' The dog nosed me gently and pointed its nose at my wound from my carrier.
It yawns and curls up beside me; the red head leaves the area. I can still hear him; about 10 yards away. I cursed my luck as the dog starts to pull down my shirt and licks at my wound. Of course this action hurt but it was also soothing in its own way. I fall asleep and feel myself being picked up gently.
I yawn and stretch to find myself back in my feather bed. I look around at the room and see the girl who asked me to help her. "It seems that whenever we meet I'm always hurt." I say jokingly. "Yes it would seem." She says.
I try to find that white dog from before, but I fail miserably. I see the red head sitting not to far away. He waves and smiles before getting up and leaving the room. I sigh and sit up; the girl goes over to me and lays me back down. "You're still hurt. Don't try to do that." She says.
I know it's still pretty short. But hey it's getting better. Thank-you for the reviews and I hope you like it. My friend, Lillian No Name, and me are now working together. Seeing how I can't upload the documents.
Fallen Angel
Chapter 3: Evil Plants, and Wet Dogs
It's been a year since I last saw her, that girl. I see the girl known as Kelly, the girl I stay with. She is still around, but I can't shake the feeling that the girl who told me to find her is in danger.
I have tried to contact her mentally but it fails every time. She has once or twice entered my dreams but it was brief. I decided to take a walk in the park, to clear my head. "Your not of this race are you?" a red head says. I turn around to face him. "Who are you." I ask. He sneers and wraps his plants around me. "What?!" I ask. He only smiles and leads me somewhere else.
I get thrown into the dirt and in front of a big white dog. It is soaked and staring hungrily at me. 'Great it wants to eat me.' The dog nosed me gently and pointed its nose at my wound from my carrier.
It yawns and curls up beside me; the red head leaves the area. I can still hear him; about 10 yards away. I cursed my luck as the dog starts to pull down my shirt and licks at my wound. Of course this action hurt but it was also soothing in its own way. I fall asleep and feel myself being picked up gently.
I yawn and stretch to find myself back in my feather bed. I look around at the room and see the girl who asked me to help her. "It seems that whenever we meet I'm always hurt." I say jokingly. "Yes it would seem." She says.
I try to find that white dog from before, but I fail miserably. I see the red head sitting not to far away. He waves and smiles before getting up and leaving the room. I sigh and sit up; the girl goes over to me and lays me back down. "You're still hurt. Don't try to do that." She says.
I know it's still pretty short. But hey it's getting better. Thank-you for the reviews and I hope you like it. My friend, Lillian No Name, and me are now working together. Seeing how I can't upload the documents.