Heaven. Many just picture it as some city of golden sidewalks and clouds. Well, it is pretty great, but, it's not all fun and games. You see, I'm what you guys would refer to as an angel, and yeah, I have wings. I'm a also a castaway. You see, ever since my 16th birthday, my usually white wings started turning black. They went from looking like a dalmatian to a cow within days. I would be fine normally, if they had turned light gold or baby blue. But it is believed that an angel with black wings is cursed with the spirit of a demon, so we are exiled. I now live on Earth, and if the other angels could see what was going on down here, I wouldn't be the one accused of being cursed. All the crimes that happen daily here would make most of them faint. I'm now trying the best I can to get home, no matter what it takes.
My name is Rose, and I'm a fallen angel.
