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?
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when the world ignors me, books and stories take me away
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that means, comment 3nodding