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Sent to Earth to because she was different and had a mission to help those in need. She was chosen out of the many angels to do so because she was fun, cute, free-spirited, yet different from the straight lace angels around her. She was never like the others, that never bothered her though she was who she was and thats who she liked it.
When she was sent to earth she told on the form of a young girl in a orphanage. She was happy there because only the kids could see her, only the pure hearted could see her unless she wanted to be seen. Oh how she loved the kids she was around and all the people in the orphanage she was in. The children as she grown to love grew older and lost sight of her or abused what they knew about her so she started to grow with them. Once she got to an age all her children left and she did too to find her someone else to help.
She searched around a while longer watching in the clouds to see what sort of people that needed her. She finally found a soup kitchen that was in the need of help and a complete make over. For many months, years really she took different shapes and forms to help the people there bringing them good fortune, food and really cloths to the people that needed it the most.
She did many jobs like this all over the world always being intrigued by how the humans lived and how they seemed to have the good life compared to her where all she could do was help them be their best. Finally she had enough and got permission to take on a human life as long as she kept up with her helping others. As part of the deal she would be born into a human body to a typical human family that was in the need of a child to fix their life. She would live with that family till she reached the end of a human life and wait to be reborn again. Yet that didn't bother her one bit it worked with what she wanted to always do.
She has lived for hundreds of years taking on forms of people all over the world, helping many, many families. Her past of how she helped others is always on her mind and she always tries to help every one of her new families in a special way like she did before.
In 2000, she was born into a druggy family that was in the major need of help. Things in the beginning where very bad she was abandoned and tossed aside as if she was nothing to them she was used for them to get prescription drugs to meet their needs. She grew older and things just seemed to get worse, the worst they had ever been for her and she could not get away from it and show her real form so she put up with it. She was always bruised up and thin just like she was a piece of garbage. On the even of her 8th birthday, her parents got into a fight over drugs and alcohol. This fight led to a scuffle between them and the knocking of a lit cigar onto the floor and catching their beat up home and all the drugs and alcohol inside it to burn up. She made it out of the house with the thanks to the fire fighters, but her parents didn't make it. For many months, almost a year, she laid in a hospital bed with horrible burns and sickness that she dare not get rid of. She thought about how bad she had done with this family and just didn't know what to do but vow that she would get out of the bed she was in and find a new family to help.
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