I died. I remember as if it was yesterday. I had an arguement with my friend right out side the store I came out of. I screamed at him and stormed off. Right into the middle of the street, I didn't notice the car coming straight towards me. However, I did hear the scream come out of John's mouth. I heard it, and only then did I turn, looking to my left I saw the car. It was to late, and it smashed into me. I remember the time, I remember the name of the store, I remember the date as well. I remember all of this because I go to Henry's Hotdogs at 2:57pm on 15 May every single time. I never forget it.
I even remember the time when the good ol' Lord cursed me to be the Angel of Death. I remember the cracking laugh from Lucifer as he watched me suffer. I remember the sound of the sputtering blood coming from my back as those dark black wings came out. I never forget it, but I do want to. Oh how much I want to.
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