I stood atop the 15 story building. The wind was just the perfect chill for the thrill that was to come. I wondered why I was given this damned curse. Was this the work of “God”? No, something this demonic has to be a gift from Satan himself. I had to see if it was gone yet, or if anything, get a cheep thrill. Maybe once I find the end, I will miss this hellish “Gift” and wish I could have kept it a minute longer. But no, tonight, I will test it with all I’ve got.
I stood up on the edge, turned around, and fell backward into the river of traffic below.
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Shadow Angel: The Angel Montgomery Story
Searching for the end is easy, until you can't find it.
What happens when you die? What happens when you don't die?
when the world ignors me, books and stories take me away
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that means, comment 3nodding