Chagall BinksA Story by Stef OutsidersMy name is Chagall Bink's, you may think of it as unusual name or never heard of it before; thats because you haven't- I simply made it up. I was never given a name nor was I born with one and get sick of not knowing something about myself so I choose Chagall. I haven't a clue where I'm from or how I came into this world- I don't even know what I' am, all I know is I have these wings, these feathered bones attach to my back and get fed up with them hanging over me like what you call a- umbrella. yes umbrella. and this other bone- a tail? which I have no control over and often have to hold it and I have a face carved like a house cat whom I scare when I try to approach one. They fascinate me, as they enter the humans home's. I don't have that. My home is the sky or a roof. I'm not an angel nor a demon, I wouldn't know they are- just know the words I read from books. Somehow I can read and I find it extraordinary because in the books they say Angels are white but I'm black, demons are evil and yet I'm not- I see, these humans do strange things, they switch back and forth through good and evil- Maybe I'm the balance? Put here to correct those have done wrong or put here to cause harm. Maybe I'll find out in one of the books, I've read a dozen so far and have not come across any that explain what I' am Am I the only one? © 2010 Stef OutsidersAuthor's Note
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Added on November 25, 2010 Last Updated on November 25, 2010 AuthorStef OutsidersUnited KingdomAboutHi everyone I am writer but still have a long way to go, have been writing for four years now, i like to read, love art, photography drawing and designing! I'm 26 years old, have two beautiful ch.. more..Writing
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