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Joan of Arc: Saint of Freedom

Many know of my tale but this is the reason I was chosen to be the Saint of Freedom

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Chapter 7

"Awaken child." I awoke to see myself in a strange space." "Where am I?" "A hello would be nice every once in awhile before the questions." I turned to see Archangel Michael. "Michael!" I ran over and hugged him as I began to cry in his cloak. "Sweet child. Don't cry you've done all you could but our father called your mother and father home for a reason." "What reason is that Michael!" "That I cannot say but it wouldn't have been a part of your life if it wasn't planned.

" "But Michael I feel so lost without them. I know I've made some good friends but it's just I'm all over the place. I'm happy I found them but I'm racked with guilt, anger, sadness, loneliness, hurt, I'm just all over the place! I just wish I didn't feel these feelings anymore just numb to the world around me!" "Sweet child, no more tears this is my finest kimono." Archangel Michael stroked my hair as he looked down. "Now listen, sweet child, you're meant for so much more but unfortunately it will not be without prejudice and trife however I have a long time friend who can grant you reincarnation when your time is up but you'll be under his stead will you grant him this permission?"

"But Michael my faith is in you and the Lord above." "Sweet child there are many gods than just the one you know from many dimensions and universes but your faith in our father will never diminish no matter what you decide you're true and pure. Also what good would shutting off your emotions do for you? Sweet child." "Keep me from hurting and heartache." "Let me give you these last bits of wisdom before your answer." "That same pain you're wishing would go away is something we angels wish we could feel even once. To help us grow and better ourselves unfortunately the way we were made we were made to be perfect and it honestly sucks. Our father gave you what we angels wish we had and that's free will enjoy it. It's your life but live it as you see fit." I looked at Archangel Michael and looked back up at him.

"I'll accept your friends' help." "Very good sweet child." A bright light blinded me. I soon awoke to find myself in both mine and Mara's room. I looked over to see Mara reading something. "Hey, Mara what time is it? How long have I been out?" "Hey Jehanne you've been out for a couple of weeks..." "WEEKS!" Mara laughed. "I'm joking Jehanne. It's only been about five hours." "Oh phew, okay thanks." My stomach started to rumble. "Someone's hungry." "Yeah I am." "Come on let's get you some food."