He preyed on the vulnerable, hurt the old and made fun of the sick.
What he didn't know was god watched all. Everything he did was noted down.
His bag of sinful deeds was filling up yet his bag of good deeds just collected dust
He then came across another angel more beautiful then any other being he had ever seen. He wanted to talk to her, get to know her, simply be with her. He knew he had fallen deeply I love with her.
But as he crossed the street to get to her, she was surrounded by lots of people.
Snapping out of his trance, he looked at their faces. They were the ones he had tortured, hurt made fun of. He couldn't get to her with out passing them.
For his own selfish needs, he began being kind to them
But their expression was on of pity, of sadness. He was confused and one person who laughed at him pointed behind him.
He whirled around and saw the darkest of eyes, they were pit less. He shivered in fear, he had never felt fear before.
He took a step back and saw who was in front of him.
It was none other than the angel of death, the biggest of the all.
He turned around to run.
But was frozen in place as his soul was taken
He shouted in fear but none heard, even if they had, would they havevxared, would they have helped?
He looked down at as he went up and saw the angel who smiled at the flowers around her, as there she stood alone oblivious to his love, his longings and needs.