😐 Bella's POV 😐
"Dear Michael, we are still going to pick it up and eat" Mr shaebutter
" Exactly" I said giving Mr shaebutter a high five.
I and Damian my brother embraced each other and others hugged us too.
After few seconds, gabriel pulled me out from the hugging and hugged me tight...
I smilled.
I am so happy I got back bro BACK... I don't need any other evidence to prove he is my brother..
"Wait, are you guys seeing this?? GABRIEL asked
" Yeah, Happy reunion" Michael said
" Nope, I mean on the TV" gabriel said again
" Nope, the TV is off, so what are you saying??? Damian asked him
" Are you on drugs?? Mr shaebutter asked him
" No no no.... I'm okay here... But I'm seeing a guy in trouble... I got to save him" he said
" Save him??........ But......... Your..... Gifts..... You're a mortal.... Michael said to him
" You gave it up so that Michael would live" Mr shaebutter said...
" Yeah, but I'm really seeing this..... It. Seems not me anymore... I ... I feel different... Like I have some extra strength..... What's wrong??. GABRIEL ASKED us
What's really wrong??? I asked myself
" If your mind is pure, you will be surprised" Mr Shaebutter said
" Wait, the suprise he was talking about was my gifts??? GABRIEL ASKED
" We think so..... D and Mr shaebutter said in unison
"We are lost here" I and Michael said in unison too
" We gonna find you guys... But now.... My.... My gifts are fu.cking back..... GABRIEL screamed
" That's just suppressing" D said
" The voice..... OMG 🙆, the voice is back too ..... GABRIEL screamed
" This is wonderful, Angel Gabriel who saves the day is back, your powers are back.... I said and hugged him
" But I still have to save the day.... GABRIEL said
" Nope, we have to save the day" D said
" I can fight" gielle said
" I see visions of the past and I have healing powers" Michael said and smilled
" I feel no pain, I can read minds" I said
" I have got a good bad Blood, evil is afraid of me" Mr shaebutter said
" I have strength, I'm intelligent" D said
" I can see visions of the future and a helpful voice in my head, I read Minds too" gabriel said
" So let's save the day " gabriel said and when we were about to use the door GABRIEL'S phone rang, he picked it up And said
" Dear secretary Nelly, take care of my companies just for today, I will be there tomorrow, we have something important to do...... He said and hung up Immediately and smilled
" Can we go now? I asked
" Aye aye captain" they all replied
Time to save the day.
Finally, what brought us together is dead but we gonna stick together forever.
💃The end💃
The weirdness of angel Gabriel ends here.
I will begin a new story by name "The text message"
✔️✔️THT TEXT MESSAGE ✔️✔️
When I was sixteen years old, I got my first cell phone.
It was a normal flip phone, one that blinked red when I had a new text message.
💜Dee first time I got one of the messages, I didn’t think much of it.

Him: I love you
Me: I think you have the wrong number, sorry. LOL
Him: No, I love you
Me: Really? Well… who are you?
Him: Your true love
I showed the message to my friend cacy..
I wonder how she got that Nick name.
Her name is Caseynita
💁She just laughed and shrugged her shoulders.
🤦 I didn’t reply to the mysterious man’s text message and promptly forgot all about it.
I figured the poor guy had probably been trying to date some girl and she gave him a wrong number to get rid of him.
When I was seventeen years old, I got a new blackberry phone, which still had the red blinking light for new messages.
I also got my first boyfriend. His name was Jeff
One day, in the middle of class, I noticed the red light blinking inside my purse. Making sure the teacher wasn’t looking.
I pulled out my blackberry, held it under my desk and read the message:
Him: Where have you been?

Me: Who is this?💁
Him: I missed you, baby. You miss me too?
Me: Sorry, wrong number. I said getting irritated.😒
Him: Don’t play with me, Sweet Thing! He said making me more confused.
Me: Seriously, you have the wrong number. I have a boyfriend. Bye.
There was no response.
Two days later, I received another message:
Him: Jenna?
He knew my name. I don’t know how, but he knew my name.
I showed the message to my boyfriend.
Jeff took the phone out of my hand and replied with an angry messsage.
And that's just the beginning of my horror story.
Him: Jenna?
He knew my name. I don’t know how, but he knew my name. I showed the message to my boyfriend.
Jeff took the phone out of my hand and replied with an angry messsage.
Me: Listen, dude. This is my girlfriend’s phone. She doesn’t know you and she doesn’t want to know you. You have the wrong number. If you don’t lay off, we’ll go to the cops. Stop texting her.
At the time, it seemed to do the trick.
The mystery man never replied and I thought that was the end of it. Like I was relieved because no one gets excited to see a message from an unknown person.
When I was eighteen years old,
I got a new iPhone that went “bing” whenever I received a new message. I also broke up with my boyfriend.
The very next day after Jeff and I split up,
the messages started again.☹️☹️
Him: I’ve missed you
I stared at my phone in disbelief. It couldn’t be the same person, could it? Maybe it was just Jeff, trying to freak me out.
Me: Who is this?
Him: You know who this is. I’m glad you got rid of him
Me: Who?
Him: That scumbag you called a boyfriend. Seeing you with him always made me mad.
Me: Listen, you creep! Stop texting me! I don’t know who you are or if this is some kind of joke, but stop it!
Him: No! You listen, Bi*ch! Ya mine. If I see you wit another guy, you’ll regret it.
BTW do you leave your curtains open at night so I can watch you?
I was sitting on my bed as I read the text message.
Horrified, I immediately turned to look out my window. It was on the ground floor.
Anyone standing in the backyard could see straight into my bedroom. I jumped up and pulled the curtains shut.
Then, I called my friend casy and told her what had happened.
She came right over and convinced me to go to the police.
When we arrived at the police station, the officers were very helpful.
I showed them my phone and they managed to track the man’s number.
They ended up finding a battered old blackberry phone in an abandoned building about two blocks from my house. There was gooey stuff all over it, as well as on the floor.
The phone was registered to a man who had gone missing a few months before.
He had still not been found.
I changed my phone number and, for a month or so, everything was fine.
One night, I went to a party at a friend’s house. A lot of the guests were playing drinking games and quite a few had passed out on the couch or were throwing up in the bathroom. At end of the night,
💁 I realized that my purse was missing.
I went around the house, searching for it everywhere, but I couldn’t find it.
I saw casy coming out of the bathroom and begged her to help me find my purse.
We eventually went outside and found my purse lying on the front lawn.
All of the contents were scattered aroundon the grass. We started gathering
everything up.
Luckily, all of my money and credit cards were still there.
The only thing that was missing was my lip balm, which I honestly couldn’t care less about.
I figured one of the drunk girls had probably been rummaged through my purse to borrow some lip balm and had accidentally spilled everything out........
Casy and I decided to call a taxi, but when I took out my phone,
I realized that someone had been using it to send a bunch of text messages. The last text was just a bunch of gibberish.
I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach as I scrolled through the messages.
I was right.
Some drunk girl had been playing around with my phone. She had answered messages posing as me.
God🤦...
Who knows what she said and she said talked to.
☹️☹️☹️☹️