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Dark AngelFor this story you can call me Maddie. No, it’s not my real name but it’s safer for me not to use it. I’m writing this down because the doctor said it would help. I'm not sure if it will but, it’s worth a shot.Dark Angel by SOSCastawayGirl
When i little I had a very active imagination. I would spend hours in the garden pretending to be a princess, go on wild adventures or spend time with my imaginary friends. That last one ended up worrying my parents when I was older.
Altogether i probably had about a dozen or so imaginary friends to play with but there was one what was different. Her name was Angel. She had long blond hair, green eyes and pale skin. She seemed more real than the others. The way she'd talk, walk and how when she touch me, i could actually feel it.
The odd things started to happen when i was nine. I had lost all interest in my imaginary friends until one of them kept cropping up. It was subtle at first I’d see her once every four month then I’d see her more and