Description
What do you do when you wake up one morning and see an unfamiliar boy sitting on the chair across your bed? Scream? Makes sense. I did too. "You can see me?" He looked at me like I was crazy. My mom comes up the stairs to find me screaming in my empty room and sends me to school thinking it was just a crazy tactic to not go to school...again. He follows me everywhere I go. "Why don't you leave me alone?" I asked. "I can't. I'm your guardian angel, " He replied. "That tactic may work with other girls, not me." I said. Turns out no one can see him except me. But I start to see other boys and girls around the people I know and they are all dressed like this boy. 'Could they actually be guardian angels?' I wonder. But I don't tell him that. Can't let him think I believe his delusions. I'm Christine, it means follower of Christ. Ironically though, I don't believe in God and guardian angels and all that... This story is about...I'm not sure what it's about. Let's figure it out together. Be warned: high on nonsense scale. Highest ranking: #110 in humor [ON HOLD]
Copy right nonsense
