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I hate her. I felt this hatred boiling inside me, tearing into my soul, polluting my heart. I wanted to destroy everything in one blow. The way she acts all happy with her friends; pretending I’m not there. I was Lisa’s friend first! They weren’t. Who went to her birthdays? Who played with her every evening at the neighbourhood playground? Who devoted her whole life flying over the white sands of Casanova beach with her? Me! Not those imposters she calls “friends”. I was ditched for a bunch of tightwads and the things we done together seem pointless now.
Me and Lisa, we’ve been through a lot. We spent the days flying over trees, having tea parties on a cloud, and searching for the lost sky island of Laputa. It was a dream come true; I was finally needed. I thought this friendship would last forever - I was wrong.
In a few years, she started her first year of middle school. Lisa was growing into a mature young teen, quickly becoming popular at school. All the guys wanted to ask her out and all the teachers adored her. She started making new friends; usually hanging out in the mall or in the park. She grew more and more popular; soon she started to forget me. She barely calls me anymore, usually ignoring me when I’m with her. When I try to get her attention, she doesn’t notice me. She would usually say, “Oh it’s nothing guys,” and walk away - well there was something all right! I was always there for her, but now, I’m faded into an empty world.
Why? I asked myself. Why doesn’t she call me anymore?
Lisa was the person who created me when she was alone. At the time, she didn’t have many friends and had to do something to fill the gap. That when she thought me up. Since then, I was there for her, and she was there for me. Now she dumps me on the curb. I sigh at the thing call friendship. You make a friend once and in a few years, you’re gone.
Nowadays, I spend my time flying across the city, resting on an empty street - beside Lisa’s house. I didn’t know why I always came back, but a part of me missed Lisa and her family. I guess I would stay in this city until I disappear, abandoned and disheartened. My dull, lifeless eyes gazed at the shining moon, as tears of sorrow dripped down my cheek and onto the dry street. My heart yearns for comfort and my eyes flickers over the bright street lamps. Everything inside me was crushed by grief and smashed by despair. The shining stars in the night sky called to me - Lisa’s empty house was draped in a vacant and black shadow. I left.
The silvery wings on my back stretch out as wide as a hawk’s. Delicately, they flap and shake to loosen up. Sparkling wings fell on the street as I took off into the night. My monotonous gray hair flows gracefully under the twinkling stars, shimmering as I soared up to the full moon. Then, I hear a tender voice calling up to me from afar.
“Angel.”
Stunned, I rocketed back to Lisa’s house, where that sweet, gentle voice had come from. Looking down on a window, I saw a little girl, as tall as a footstool, wave to me.
Swoosh! I was face to face with the girl. She had curly blond hair and her midnight blue eyes shined under the moonlight. Her two front teeth were still developing and she had bright red dimples on her cheeks. I knew her. She was Lisa’s little sister, Tatiana. She wore white pajamas and carried a soft, yellow blanket. She stared at me with her eyes, transfixed as I opened her window. There was a long, awkward silence.
Tatiana touches my smooth face, and feels my gracious wings. Then, she gives me a toothless smile that melted my heart and my wings flutter.
“Hello Angel. Will you be my fwend? My sister says angels are super nice and will be fwends with you no matter what,” She pats my head and takes my hand: “I want you to play with me forever and ever.”
Those words left my body tingling and my insides melted at her kind words. The tears of sorrow that dripped on my cheek were now tears of happiness. I finally felt like I belonged. I understood that Lisa had forgotten me, but I will always look after her. Now, looking at a younger version of Lisa, I had a purpose of being a friend; caring for her, Lisa, and anyone I meet.
Suddenly, my lifeless eyes blazed to life with a cobalt fury. The tips of my wings stretch over the city skylines, gleaming across the horizon of skyscrapers. I fly high into the skies, higher than anyone could have possibly gone. Soon after, I make my way back to Tatiana’s room. My sparkling, sky blue eyes met hers, as I embraced Tatiana for a long, forgiving time.
The morning sun rose on a crisp dawn day that I couldn’t have imagined. That morning, Tatiana had someone to play with: someone who was there for her and always will be.
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This is a very unique idea...I really like it! =) My favorite sentence is this: "Suddenly, my lifeless eyes blazed to life with a cobalt fury."
Cobalt is a PERFECT word choice there. Amazing. =))
By way of a critique, the only thing I can say is the tense-switching, like someone else mentioned. About halfway through you switch from present tense to past tense, which is kind of confusing. I love this!
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This was a very interesting piece, at first i thought that it was just another kind of teen drama thing but instead you flipped it and turned it into more of a guardian angel that has been forgotten. It was well written and had me hooked. Good job i hope to see more from you :)