I fell to Hell. I was scared when i landed. Bruised and broken. I looked around to find darkness and the cry's of pain and torcher, coming from the humans that were sent here after death. I did not know what to do. A small tear ran down my cheek. I spent the next (and longest in my life) 5 minutes trying to find my Dad. When i saw him i ran into his arms. He held me tight, but i did not look like i used to. My eyes turned from an electric blue to a dark one with green and gray mixed in. My wings were black instead of white. My clothes; tattered. Lucifer told me i should have stayed. I told him i would miss him if i had, and he excepted my excuse. I lived in Hell for a while until one day when i looked at Daddy and said "Father, i have spent so long in Hell, send me up to earth. I want to spend a life there. I know how to posses bodies and i want to try, please?" he replied "I love you child. It is a big place for a little girl and you will face a hardship called 'love'. But you may go" I gave him a small smile and a hug. I had spent time on earth, just in Fallen Angel from so i could not be seen. I went up to Earth that afternoon. I found a small hospital because babies are the easiest souls to take over, I found a small girl, struggling for life and possessed her. I became that baby girl. To be finished.....
There was peace once. We were all a community of friends (i know it sounds corny but we were) My father always took care of me. He used to give speeches praising God's work to the other angels up in heaven. At the end of every speech he would throw in some sly remark that left you wondering who he was for or if he was even for God. God heard of what he was doing but allowed my father to do it because they were good friends. One day, my father, Lucifer, started a revolution. Many Angels joined. It was against God. My daddy told my to stay out of it, it could get violent. I didn't want to stay out, so i didn't. Then a bloody war started. Angels were torchered. It was gruesome. My father was cornered one day, but God couldn't do it. He couldn't torcher his best friend. God gave a sad sigh and motioned to ban us. My father and all of the angels on his side were dammed to Hell. I was given the choice to stay, but i wanted to be with my father. I fell, and my pretty white wings turned black....to be finished
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