When I was little, my friend said the bruises on my back where my wings, that fell off on my way to heaven. When I asked her what happened to her wings, she didn't say anything at first but then she said,"They where ripped off" The next day she died of a accident.
Ripped off (Authors personal story)
When I was little, my friend said the bruises on my back where my wings, that fell off on my way to heaven. When I asked her what happened to her wings, she didn't say anything at first but then she said,"They where ripped off" The next day she died of a accident.