Angelic Pretty

myself. Why only once upon a time? Why not twice? Who could count the number of times a girl had been rescued from her plight by a prince? Who could pity Cinderella alone as the only one who had been treated so poorly? Who had decided that these angelic girls only appeared once upon a time? These questions whirled through my mind like lukewarm summer winds, dying to come out. I rose to my knees and opened my mouth to speak. But at a glare from Maryann, I closed it again. I hadn’t realized until…

never wanting to be found. I met her in drug rehab. An interesting place for a love to flourish. The moment I saw her there my heart skipped a beat or two and that’s when I knew I was in love. When we first exchanged words, and I heard her angelic voice, I was certain. She was my soul mate. Though hers was one of wonder and light, and it faintly glimmered in her irises even at night. I remember the first night we slept together, our lips pressed against each other’s; our bodies…

you and Scarlett Carver?!" Dylan nearly yells as he's trying his best to keep a straight face on and acting as the bad cop. "What?! Pshhhhhh, nothing happened today at 9:24am, what are you talking about bestie" I try to hide my tracks and put my angelic smile and I bump his shoulder trying my best to change the direction of this conversation. "Hell no!! Don't you dare put on that fake angel smile on, it doesn't work on me maybe on everyone else but not me!!" Dylan says with a fake serious…

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I spent one year training at Ginásio Clube Português which is located near a refined square where a beautiful garden stands. My ping pong teacher took me and two other colleagues into somewhere in a white Renault 4; later I met Canina there at the football field. I have met two Canina´s. Canina means a boy which is short in analogy into dogs. The first Canina scored a good goal at my elementary school while the second was traped in our high school though he could fought back and around 1995…