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My "Normal" Life “Normal” is a human word. One that once described me, but now it is just a memory that has long since faded. My life is over, the humane part that is. Now all I am left with is the names that the humans, those “normal” people, have dubbed me. “Freak,” “monster,” what did I ever do to them to hate me so much? Not once did I ever harm one of them. I’ll admit I am a god among these mere mortals. Therefore they should treat me like one, but no, they lock me in this tower. This tower has a single glassless window in the shape of an arch; it is made oMy "Normal" Life
by ~CSweeney89
Michael's Wings Michael in life your wings were bound so you could not fly away and touch the stars. Now that you are gone your wings are released and you can touch the stars. In death you realized your stars were always with you and that you never needed your wings to reach them. Your stars were us, your loved ones that you left behind. After realizing this you flew down to us and used your wings for another purpose. You use your wings to cover us and protect us from the evils of this world and when it is our time you take us by the hand and direct into the right direction. If we went the wrong direction you would fMichael's Wings
by ~CSweeney89
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