So you decided since you had that old costume in the closet to go as an angel.
All you needed was the wings. White long fluffy wings that perched on your back. Then you styled your long blond hair into curls.
Your hair ran down your back and curled at the end. Bright blond, as if sunkissed. Your eyes were as blue as the sea on a sunny day. Almost as if you had contacts. You put on make-up to make it look like you were blushing and headed off to the party after a quick stop by the costume store.
SINCE the theme was that a demon could do as he pleased you had felt pretty confident that an angel would be the best thing. Devils hated Angels after all, didn't they? And of course vice versa. There had been a long battle over it in most religions, so why wouldn't the host of the party think so too. Obviously he would. So the demons wouldn't dare mess with you.
You had a white t shirt that clung to your hour glass frame. The hem of the shirt hung over your waist. On your waist was a blue mini skirt. You also wore white lacey thigh high stockings with a white garter belt and baby blue heels. A gold cross hung over your chest from a golden neclace. Last but not least, a halo placed above your head. If anyone didn't know better they would definitely think you were from up above!
Hopping out of the car you look around and sigh some. "This is one massive house.." you think. It's amazing. Simply stunning. Fixing your skirt you breathe in deep and walk up to the front door, invitation in hand, Hoping it was real, as this seemed to be a really great party.
Clutching the inviation you finally hear the door handle turn, then the door finally opens... |