contrition, it's how I feel, remorse. I feel so regretful and sorrowful for what I have done. You who is listening to me, no matter who you are,must know the situation I'm in. You are in the same situation I'm in. We have no chance at repentance. Im letting you make the choice, I'm granting you the permission to forgive me.
The Act of Contrition is the only way to go. Although I don't have a chance to be forgiven for my wrongdoings, nor do I want you bearing the same guilt that I do.
People who believe in "salvation" ha. I'll shout hallelujah
I'm going to come on sing the praise, ya right. I want to tell the truth, what I did was wrong and I don't want my family to live in that pain.
I to keep my secrets to myself, I'll be remembered as innocent, and my family won't suffer from much more sorrow after I'm gone.
I can just imagine what would happen. If they knew the truth. They be would be dismissed and forgotten like a stray.
I know where I'm going after death. Hell. I better start acting like a demon, and hide in an ally, 'cause I'll never be home. As I feel myself dieing, I see a black mass creep up the walls.
I've become the kind of guy big brothers warn their sisters about. I've done more bad then good. Some might even call me evil.
Here are my finally words;
"I've sinned a lot in my life, you guys all tell me I might go to heaven, and I shall see you all there with me one day."
you don’t know how many bad things I've done. only I do, I'm definitely going to hell.
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Short stories based off of songs.
RandomI take a song and write a short story on it like Panic! At The Disco's nine in the afternoon and write a story about that.
