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February 9, 2011
Eyes closed. I can still see the glare of the computer screen, etched--permanently white and blank--onto the insides of my eyelids. When I open them, my bottom eyelashes glow silvery like an angel's, and my hair is all lit up like a halo.

I want to be an angel. Do you think angels enjoy being angels? Or are they furious at their fate? After all, the bible says humans were given free will, but it says no such thing about angels. Do wings hurt when they're sewed on?

I don't think I want to be an angel.