I cried.
Liters of water were drowning my eyes. My exceptionally beautiful wings disappeared and I hit rough into the ground. I kneeled down and covered my face. I couldn’t stop the flow of tears coming out of my orbs. I was scared, I was alone, I was nothing. Then I saw him. There he was, behind the tall building coming right to me.
“Talk to him!” she said.
“Don’t talk to him!” she said.
I talked to him.
I sprinted towards the place where he was. I cleaned the last tears from my pink face and talked to him. He was attractive and handsome. My brain was detonating with his alluring smile. But I knew he was a trick, that he was enchanted in this paradise that couldn’t be defined. He disappeared.
“Do it!” she said.
“Don’t do it!” she said.
I did it.
I carried myself to the top of the mountain. I was able to perceive everything in this cosmos. To the right, I saw the ocean. It was filled with people having fun, playing, and laughing nonstop. To the left, I saw the desert. It was filled with people walking in circles, depressed and sobbing without ending. In front of me, I saw my destiny. There was my family, my few friends, and me. I was capable of realizing that my end was near, but I couldn’t accept it. Behind me, was hell, the Netherworld, the Inferno. Everything wrong that I have done, was there. I contemplated my bad mistakes, the fights with my parents, and that horrible scene I can’t forget. Finally, on top of me, were the clouds. There was no one there, no sign of movement, just those fluffy billows.
“Kill yourself!” she said.
“Don’t kill yourself!” she said.
“Wake up!” she said.
“Don’t wake up!” she said.
“Get out!” she said.
“Don’t get out!” she said.
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