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Short story~

[There is a little boy in standing at a bus stop all alone on a cold winter day. A 16 girl who had tears running down her face had just walked up, trying to pull herself together.The boy takes one look at her arms and runs up to her an hugs her.]

Boy: Are you an angel?

Girl: What?

Boy: My mum said those who have marks on their wrists are angels.

Girl: I'm no angel...

Boy: Of course you are. Mom said only angels harm themself because they don't like life on Earth. This world is destroying them so they have to return back to heaven. They are too sensitive to the pain of others and their own.

Girl: You know... Your mom was very wise...

Boy: Thank you. She was also an angel. But she already has returned home.

[The girl looked down at the boy astonished. She bent down to eye level with him and hugged him. She whispered in his ear,"When I see her today.I promise to tell her I seen you and how big you've gotten." The girl smiled and wiped the tears from the child's face. Before she had gone to the bus stop she had overdosed on pain killers and had slit her wrists pretty good. That night that 16 year old died; but she held her promise to him and made sure to talk to his mom. </3 ]

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