"Sir ?" I asked
"Yes," He answered
I may only be 10 years old, but I know a lot for my age, like what is a broken spirit.
"Why do you look so sad ?"
The stranger turns his face and look at me and smile a little '' You wouldn't understand "He replied
"No, I would; I understand a lot. That's even why I skip a grade, "I bragged.
The men chuckled, he passes his hand in his dark hair then look toward the ground at the cars at the level of uncle will 10 feet tall apartment.
"I'm sad because of Hell, "He finally responded.
"Hell ?" I repeated, confused, "How can you be sad about that? Hell doesn't exist, " I told him.
"No no no no it does, " He said with a small tremble of his head that his whole body mimic.
He appears cold, oh know he could die of a cold.
I took out my little hoodie and went close to the stranger. I put my hoodie around him, but it didn't fit him well.
The stranger turns to look at him, and his eyes soften with a small smile on his lips.
"How do you know that for sure ?" I ask him
"Cause I've been there, in fact, that's where I live " He answer "Hell is my home "
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Angel of Death (editing)
RomanceHe was not human. That she know Since she was five she suspected his nature How can one fall for a fallen angel A demon from the pit of hell How can one hold so much for him Yes he killed She hated him But she couldn't get enough from him She w...
