Voice of an Angel.
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Voice of an Angel It began two years ago on a sunny beautiful day in July. The weather was fine and there was a gentle breeze floating in the air. I was sitting in a science lesson, on the third floor of Brierton School. The day had seemed endless; it was like the day had been a month. I was silently waiting for the day to end. I was talking to my friend Geoffrey, when I noticed her across from the crowded room. She was like a red silk rose in a garden of weeds; her eyes were so bright they were like sapphires twinkling in the moonlight, she looked priceless, more expensive than pearl. Geoffrey nudged me, "What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Nothing I said, shrugging my shoulders, I just got distracted." Thoughts were spinning through my mind, who was she, where did she come from. Then the bell went for...


