Wings of Blaize
Today is my 16th Birthday. I should be completely excited, but I'm not! You see, it is hard to be excited when your BEST friend is a ghost, or an angel. Whatever he is!
My name is Violet, but my friends call me Von. Short for Violet Ophelia Nichols. I have been anxious for my sweet 16. The more I talked about it though, the more distant Blaize becomes. I think it's because he probably won't ever age. He stopped aging at 18.
Blaize has been around since I was two years old. He died when he was 18. He died on the same day I was born. What a coincedence, right?
At first, I thought Blaize was scary. He has black hair that goes a little past his chin and he has grey eyes. He is real skinny and tall. He is probably about 6'5!!
After I got to know him, I knew he was only looking after me. Blaize is my angel, my bestfriend. I am the only one who can see him though. That is the only problem. And thanks to this fact, my sweet 16 is going to be a total bummer!
"What are you thinking about?" I heard Blaize's deep voice ask from behind me.
"I was thinking about you actually." I told him, turning to face him. "Blaize, do you have a problem with me turning 16?"
"No," he hesitated "It is just weird watching you grow up so fast I guess. Sixteen is a pretty decent age, Von."
"A pretty decent age?" I snorted, "What is that supposed to mean."
"Nothing. I have to go. I will see you around." He turned towards the window and backed out of it slowly. Sometimes he just vanishes into thin air when he leaves. I told him it was creepy though so now he goes out my window. I don't know which one is creepier!
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