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He stopped ginning like an idiot and frowned. "I can speak." He said. His blue and black hair fell into his nearly perfect features. "Well why are you running around like that in this weather?"

The only answer I got was a shrug.

"Where do you live?"Again a shrug.

"Well whatever."

He grinned again and advanced on me like I was a mouse and he was a cat. He went in for the grab and I rolled away quickly and snatched the knife from my thigh.
I managed not to hit anything . I was now officially pissed. "What the hell you idiot?"I yelled getting out of the car. He eyes me taking in my blouse and skirt with two inch black heels. He grinned viciously when I take in his tattered appearance. His shirt is an avenge seven fold shirt and black jeans. He was running around in November with no socks or shoes? He really had a death wish. I sighed quietly."Well speak up or are you really as stupid as I think."
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I have no life. This realization dawned on me when I took a step out of my work. I haven't had a day off the entire 6 years I had been working there. Getting into my black bug with a convertible roof. I was driving into a shady part of the small town I live in. I drove down a deserted road away from the town and onto the woods where I live by myself. A man ran out of nowhere. I swerve to avoid hitting and killing the moron.
But eating my soul they could rain unnatural hell on this earth. Yes if you guessed it right I am a fallen angel. If you got it go eat a cookie or some s*** like that. I was kicked out of heaven for falling in love with a human woman. However the feelings were not mutual she ran of with a another man. She had left me cursed here to wonder and the only thing keeping me sane is killing them and my good friend. I promised my self to never fall in love or trust any human female again. My name is....
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Finding yourself, many would argue, is what life is about. Some would say to find that special some one and a fairy tale. Many people would shrug there shoulders. My answer is simple: Kill the bad demons. And all the other big baddies. I live because I can't die and because I would save you or someone you know or some one else from being harmed. And when I mean harmed I mean dead. Demons, the bad ones, suck the souls from humans to stay corporeal.
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