"Sky! Skyrus! Come back!" I heard my mother, Nevaeh, call to me. I didn't respond, I just flew faster. Being an angel isn't as easy as you would think, but being a hybrid between an angel and a vampire bat or Vampyrus is even harder. Mostly because of my wings. The shape was that of any normal angel wings except mine were raven black and the feathers only came down half way. The other halves, while still black, were leathery like a bats. To be honest, the entire lower halves were like giant bat wings. The rest of my appearance was different from any other angel's as well. The other angels have blonde or brown hair but mine was blacker than pitch. My skin was paler than the others and my eyes were an ombre mix of white and black. I stood 5'7" and was rather busty. I had been told if it weren't for my wings, I would have been the most beautiful angel ever. But I did have my wings, bat and angel wings. …show more content…
I landed on a raincloud, the only kind of could I could blend in with and avoid being seen by humans.
I put my head between my legs and sobbed. I stayed on that little raincloud until sunset. I watched from my cloud until it finally had no more water and I flew back to my mom. I landed back in Heaven and discovered all the angels were gathered. “Nevaeh, the demons are threatening to go to war if we don’t give them Skyrus. One angel is not worth a war.” One angel
said. “I will not send my daughter to Hell,” Mom refused. “If Skyrus was a full angel, would she be worth a war?” Another angel asked. The first angel stuttered, unable to form a sentence. “That’s what I thought,” The second angel said. The first angel flew off in a huff and all the other angels began comforting mom. “Is that true?” I asked, “Are the demons threatening war?” Mom finally looked at me and said sadly, “Yes, Sky, they are. I won’t let them take you. Don’t worry.” She flew over to me and hugged me. I hugged her back, scared of what might happen next. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Hand over the girl, and no one gets hurt...much.” A demon said. “She belongs with her own kind,” Mom said. “I agree. She belongs in Hell. I mean, look at her wings. Not a single white feather,” The demon said slyly. “Do I not get a say in where I belong?” I asked, “I have traits of both worlds. The top half of my wings are angel feathered and the bottoms are bat leather. I belong in both worlds.” Everyone stared at me. “And how pray tell, do you propose we do that?” The demon asked. “Half the Earth year, I spend in Heaven, the other half in Hell,” I said, my voice unwavering. “That...isn’t a horrible idea. That could work,” The demon said. And so it was done. From January to June, I lived in Heaven and from July to December I lived in Hell. What a disgraceful angel, living in Hell.
Vampyr doesn't play like a horror, or even a suspense film, though there are a few scenes of each. Instead it is a mystery, with information gradually given to the audience. The plot follows an aimless young man, a devotee of the occult, who visits an inn where numerous odd people are about.
Pelayo and Elisenda refuse to think of this man as an angel even though he clearly was. “That was how they skipped over the inconvenience of the wings and quite intelligently concluded that he was a lonely castaway from some foreign ship wrecked by the storm.” Angels in our minds have been known as beautiful creatures that are pure and clean. They are the epitome of man’s view of perfection. Marquez has created an angel that is rank, disturbing...
5. Time passes and the chicken coop breaks, and the angel seems to be everywhere in the house, older each day. Pelayo and Elisenda are tired of the angel. (6) In December, the angel starts to grow new feathers in his wings, and one day, while Elisenda was cooking, a strange sea wind entered the kitchen and when she looked out the window she saw the angel trying to fly and finally flying.
The common conception of an angel is a blonde, pale, beautiful being with large white wings. This is the idea that people’s past has given them, as their parents have told them stories of these epitomized perfect beings. The angels of our past cause a narrow-minded view of what an angel can be, with no room for blemishes. As the family that find...
No Angel is broken up into four different parts each describing the events that occurred in the Black Biscuit operation. Not just describing different events that led up to the end, each section shows the deteriorating mind of Jay to his alter ego Bird.
Once everyone gets settled in the fact that an angel has crash landed in their town, they start to wonder what they sho...
Angels are pure spirits that were created by God. The English word, angel, comes from a Greek translation, angelos, meaning messenger. However, there are two exceptions. The Hebrew word, malak, is another word for angel or messenger. The Old Testament had a belief in angels, because they had no doubt if the heavenly being could do supernatural things. Angels are messengers of God, trying to give the ultimate benefit to humans.
...rding to the wisdom of the wise neighbor woman was the food prescribed for angels (270). This ignorance in which they fell was later the subject of disappointment, as they believed that the angel would meet their requests that did not happen.
elderly woman that determines the man with big wings is an angel. This type of irony
In the short story “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” the overtone of it is that they do not care and are not phased by the fact that he may be an angel. They brush it off and keep him locked up like a wild animal, “and before going to bed he dragged him out of the mud and locked him up with the hens in the wire chicken coop” (page 354). Every time they spoke about the angel they sounded as if he was not a real being, complaining of his presence as if it were an unwanted pest in the house. The tone is jaded and unconvinced, making the whole story seem as if it were only a minor inconvenience.
Once the crying commenced, my mother called me, telling me that my last grandma had gone into the hospital. She collapsed in her apartment and was rushed to the emergency center. I had no idea what to do. I felt like God was just condemning me and attacking me for some reason. I went into this deep depression and I didn’t want anyone to talk to me, if they did, I would simply start crying.
Her father abandons her mother and her which forces them to move into a shack by the docks on New York where her mother sells herself. Her mother becomes ill and dies, leaving her with her uncle Rab who tries to give her away. A man named Duke offers to adopt her and when Rab brings her to him Duke has Rab killed and then rapes her. After that Angel is raised as a prostitute for Duke and any of his friends. Throughout her life she was thrown into terrible situations she had no choice in. When she finally does escape “she saw clearly she had one simple choice: Go back to being a prostitute or be raped.” (48) This is pretty much her first real choice and it’s not really a choice. By this point in her life she already believes that “[w]e all just use each other in one way or another. To feel good. To feel bad. To feel nothing at all” (31) “[she] [doesn’t] even know [she’s] got a choice yet.” (150) When she meets Michael, he has to make her choice very obvious to her since she can’t seem to see that “[w]hatever anyone else has said and done to [her], it’s up to [her] now to make the decision.” (209) When Angel is considering running away because “[she] think[s] there’s only one way to go, and that’s straight downhill to hell” (150), Michael tells her that the way back to the brothel she worked in is “thirty miles, uphill all the way, and Magowan and the Duchess are waiting for you at the end of it” (162) while home is “one mile downhill” (162) and it has “fire food and [him].” (162) He leaves her there and she’s forced to finally make a decision that actually matters. Now that she can see her choices clearly laid out beside her, she choices to go home. This is the beginning of her making choices to better her life since she now sees she can
A beam of light shine upon me, as I slowly get lifted up above and finally be able to go to the place filled with happiness and tranquility called heaven.
cliff, and gazed at the sky. It was very quiet and for some reason, I