Who You Were

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"Are we all high or something?" Ezra asks.

"Is it really you?" They all seem to question and most say out loud. I'm greeted with tight hugs.

"But how?"

"I fulfilled the prophecy. She killed me and broke her end of the deal. I became an Angel and I banished her, she isn't dead."

"I'm so proud of you." Lawson gives me an extra hug, but the words really hit home. I feel warm and fuzzy inside. That's the first time I've ever really had anyone be proud of me.

We all caught up and spent the day together.

A parade was happening outside after things got better. It was known as Reparation Day. The world 'magically' got better.

Nobody knows how, except for me and my group of glad to say friends, and best of all- boyfriend.

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