Samuel Sighs, "At First I Hated Her. She Wasn't Supposed To Be Born. I Was Supposed To Be An Only Child

Samuel sighs, "At first I hated her. She wasn't supposed to be born. I was supposed to be an only child and I thought she'd replace me.... because I was adopted.... but I started to realize Glacie was struggling with every day things.... she was what our mom called 'defective', after I heard that we became best friends. . . . But I didn't know she was a demon. I thought she lied to me, so I left, thankfully I got a scholarship, so I could actually leave. Now I realize... our mother lied to both of us. She's annoying.... but that really isn't her fault. " Samuel trails off in thought.

Samuel looks a bit uneasy, "The souls..... are they being held captive or?... A creature haunts my house.... and it has the ability to capture spirits.... against their will."

“Well, uh.. only one. I’m actually the angel. Not all souls can possess. In fact, I can see souls. Mainly because that means they’re dead. It takes a while for souls to reach either heaven or hell while angels review their life, seeing where they belong. Some lose their way, and stay here. So then there’s the angels that come down to help them out. And before you ask, I’m not one of those.” Toshire looks away, and her wings are now similar, leathery, with feathers on the ground. “It depends what kind of creature is at your house. If you want, I could take a look at it for you.”

Samuel looks confused, "Are you okay? You don't have to apologize....."

[[“”“Samuel rushes over to Torshire’s side. “ Are you okay?””“]]

“I.. I can’t..” Toshire rocks back and forth, mumbling to herself. “No… I.. stop.. I.. I’m not…”

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Samuel finds a shoe box, "Is this it?" He thinks back and he remembers that he never carried in such a box. Could the other neighbor or Torshire have brought it in? " You okay?"

Samuel looks a bit uneasy, "The souls..... are they being held captive or?... A creature haunts my house.... and it has the ability to capture spirits.... against their will."

“Well, uh.. only one. I’m actually the angel. Not all souls can possess. In fact, I can see souls. Mainly because that means they’re dead. It takes a while for souls to reach either heaven or hell while angels review their life, seeing where they belong. Some lose their way, and stay here. So then there’s the angels that come down to help them out. And before you ask, I’m not one of those.” Toshire looks away, and her wings are now similar, leathery, with feathers on the ground. “It depends what kind of creature is at your house. If you want, I could take a look at it for you.”

"Not really, mostly it seemed like their were two people talking..... " Samuel explains wondering what had occurred.

[[“”“Samuel rushes over to Torshire’s side. “ Are you okay?””“]]

“I.. I can’t..” Toshire rocks back and forth, mumbling to herself. “No… I.. stop.. I.. I’m not…”

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"Jon that is the fifth time this week. What could you possibly be dreaming about that is making you scream and wake us all up!?" Jon has nightmares of his death two weeks before he dies. Eduardo and Mark wake up everytime, at first they felt bad but eventually they started to become annoyed. The foreshadowing in the end was just Eduardo lashing out because of no sleep, but he didn't know that he actually figured out what was troubling him. Why is jon bleeding from the eye? I messed up on inking him.

"Well.... I have no idea about how luck works..... however, this neighborhood seems to be untouched by that rebel army. So less of a chance of violence occurring because of them.... " Samuel sighs, "Tragedy happens, but hopefully none will happen here." Samuel truly had no way to comfort or help out because if he thought of his own life bad would be winning the scoring.

Samuel looks a bit uneasy, "The souls..... are they being held captive or?... A creature haunts my house.... and it has the ability to capture spirits.... against their will."

“Well, uh.. only one. I’m actually the angel. Not all souls can possess. In fact, I can see souls. Mainly because that means they’re dead. It takes a while for souls to reach either heaven or hell while angels review their life, seeing where they belong. Some lose their way, and stay here. So then there’s the angels that come down to help them out. And before you ask, I’m not one of those.” Toshire looks away, and her wings are now similar, leathery, with feathers on the ground. “It depends what kind of creature is at your house. If you want, I could take a look at it for you.”