CHAPTER 7:

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"but..but Angel Demiel. I don't want to die" Angel Michael whined

"You won't. Except if you really want to" i told him

Angel Michael and the others sighed in relief

"Good thing we won't" Angel Grabiel said

I looked back at the shack remembering something "Hey! Get ready for your speech. We will be going to hell tomorrow morning"

"Uhhh, okay(?)" Angel Rachel wasn't even sure if she said that.

"Yeah"

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Humans have gathered together in the shack. I glanced at the angels preparing for their speech. They looked uneasy about it.

The bell ringed. It means it's time.

Angel Gabriel started first, then Rachel....then Michael

No! It's me next. I felt nervous. I went near the stage and checked if the microphone was on.

"Mic check....mic check...okay"

"Um..... we have gathered today to announce that we will be leaving tomorrow morning. We will let the other angels gaurd you because your population has decreased. We will come back late but we are always early to make you proud," i said, direct to the point.

They clapped and cheered.

Maybe we should make them proud.



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Long update(?) I think. [ even though its not:(    ]

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