Angelskiss by Pauline Droste (books for 8th graders .txt) 📖

Everything you want. You had everything you want. Now you have nothing. The reason why? Of course, you. Nothing on your body, Freeze, hungry, tied and hurt. You don’t know where to go or how to move on. Either you die here, which is not going to need a long time, or someone is finding and killing me. You don’t care. You stopped counting how often you have seen the sun rise. But it was too often to have hope. You are going to die here. You know that. The poison is already everywhere in your body. Your body is too weak to fight against is. You don’t want to move on fighting. There is no world you can return in. Everything is dead. Burned and you just stood there and didn’t do anything. The only thing you could do was running. Your wings were broken. You wasn’t far away from the forest when they shoot your leg and brought the poison into your body. You fell how tears are running down your face. The last time you’re cried is so long ago. So long you was strong. You lay carefully your arms around your legs. A flash of pain runs throw your body. For the last time you open your eyes. You see black combat boots. That’s it. This is how you going to die. Then you feel nothing…

When you back to the living you feel a bandage at the place the poison hit you. Now you wear clothes. Or at least you believe that you wear some. A very soft material nests around your whole body. This is how the dead feels like. You thought it would be darker. You want to open your eyes nut you are to afraid. You smell fresh cutted grass. But you can’t hear anything. Finally you have enough courage to open your eyes. You hear a strange voice. It is talking very angry. “No! How often do I have to tell you that I couldn’t let her die? Even if the is obviously not human… No, I don’t care. I am not interested in the opinion of other… I don’t care.” You want to listen longer but another flash of pain runs throw your body and a painful sigh get out of your mouth. The man stops talking. Your hear steps walking closer to me. Then you hear a quiet cheep and the other voice disappears. You open your eyes just a little bit. You don’t see much. Just a man in front of you on his knees. A second later you are on legs and ready to fight. You shout at the boy, in your world he is maximal 5000 years old. You scream a lot, but you can’t remember what. And if you are would you wouldn't be proud. You can’t remember the fight, but he won. He lays on you and pulls carefully the knife out of your hand. You start to cry right away, because you don’t understand what is happening and because you feel so weak like never before. He tries to calm you down, but it is not helpful. He gives you a tissue and tried to explain that he is not planning to kill you. When you tried to get up again he helps you to sit on the couch on which you laid 5 min ago and thought you were dead. He sit down on which is the farest away one and starts talking. “Where should I start? My name is Flynn, I am 21 years old and so far I know human.” A very small smile appears on his face. “On the day I found you I was hunting with my friends. We never tried to kill anything we just want to impress some girls. When I think about it it’s really stupid. We want to impress people we don’t like by doing stuff we don’t like.” He chuckles. “We just walk around the tress when I have seen you lying in the mud; in my entire life I have never seen something so beautiful like you. The first time I have seen that you have wings is when I called my friends to watch you” He looks ashamed to the ground. But you totally understand him. When you met my first human you didn’t want him go either. You followed him on every step for the next 50 years until he died. You cried for weeks even if this man didn’t even know that you existed.

“So I called my friends and their were shocked. Just like me. Their didn’t cared about your life. Just about your wings and getting rich. Their made pictures right away and wanted to upload them on Facebook, but I grabbed their cell phones and throwed them into the lake. I put my shirt on you and brought you into my house.” You looked down on you. You really wear a shirt. “I tried my best to take care about your wounds but the poison in your leg was really hard to get out. I have never seen something like this before. I tried everything I could. In the end I had to suck it out.” While he was talking he moved over to you. Even if he just was a mingy human you kind of feel connected to him. “When I told my parents about you their freaked out and banished me into the guesthouse. Now we communicate over the telephone because they don’t want to see me.” He makes a break and looks right into my eyes. “Any questions?” You bite on your lip. “Just one, what or who is Facebook?” As soon as he hears the question he starts to laugh. But stops right away when he sees that you are complete serious about it. “You don’t have Facebook in your world?” You shake your head. “It is just the biggest social Network in the entire internet” You nod slowly. The moment got halt because the phone rings. He looks at the number and gasp loud. “What? … No! …No! ... She is awake!” It was very clear that he underlines the word she. “Who often do I have to tell you? There are not my friends anymore. Not after what happened in the forest.” He smashes the phone against a wall. “I’m sorry. That was my Dad. He said my “friends” are here.” It was quiet again. You enjoy it, but you see that he doesn’t. “Do you … Do you want to take a bath?” He seems really nervous. “Sure” you smile. He helps you to get up and brings you into a room with a huge pool. Even when the way was short it was very exhausting. Your legs hurt and you wings hang tied from your back. The water was nicely warm. “Can I help you with anything?” He is still nervous. “Can you put of my bandages?” “Sure … and how?”, Are you really so stupid or do you just pretend to be’ you can’t stop your thoughts so you have to smile. He is really the clueless being you’ve ever met. It was really hard for you to assure him to get into the water. The wound on your leg looked like before. “How is this possible? I made everything I could!” “I am immortal. When I want to heal I have to say that to my body.” He nods slowly. “Ok, can I go now?” Without a word he left the pool room. After he closes the door you start with a first quiet that loud singsong. You sing the old language of angels. You dance in the water and start to burn. The fire got brighter and spread on your whole body. As soon as you are complete on fire you stop singing and dancing and just stand in the middle of the pool. The fire gets brighter and brighter with a loud scream all the pain disappears in the flames. You open your eyes and thank god the water did its work. It stops the flames to set everything on fire. Your wear your angel robe. It was exactly color of my eyes. It is right on my skin and covers just the necessary. Something like the feeling of being ashamed doesn’t exist in your world. When you turn around 20 eyes look at you with different feelings in it. “You must be Flynn's friends? Nice to meet you.” You don’t have a single feeling in your voice. But your feel that the boys are afraid. Without another word they run out of the building. “How did you make that?” ask me Flynn faithless. “The presence of angels is for nearly human being forbidden. But I don’t know why you stay with me?” “Well, my brain always tells me to run but I don’t want to. I want to stay with you.” After a ling break we go back to the living room. “Now it’s your turn to talk.” You just nod and start talking. “My name is Phillippa Madlene Linnéa Pianie Teine (Teine is schottish-gealic and this world means “fire”) I am 4308 years old that re around 16 human years.” You don’t say more and just wait for his reaction. Nothing happens.

The months change and Flynn and you get closer. His parents are still afraid of you so they just call once a week and ask if we need anything. You cry often in the night so after a while you have to Flynn more about