Growing up in the streets alone really made you hopeless. You ran and ran but knew no one will be waiting for you at the end of road. It made you heartless. It made you feel or even become less human if that was possible.
But it was. When I began to realize I was going no where in this world. That I was forever alone. That I had no reason to live for. I decided to end my life but when things didn't go the way I wanted them to go because the heavens from above did not want to welcome me, at least not yet, a dark figure with piercing red eyes came into view. Everything was blurry. This figure that I couldn't really point out was blurry.
"Hello darling." He says, taking his hand out. I reach for it and his hands were cold. Burning cold. It felt like I was in flames. As I looked down, I was.
"You're going to commit a sin my dear." His voice is so soothing that being caught on fire was becoming less painful. "Ahhh." He hums. "How.." he stops speaking and looks at me, deeply.
"You are different. No wonder the gods from above aren't accepting you." He says, whispering it to himself mostly. Why haven't I hit the ground yet?
The heat began to subside and I felt nothing. I felt good. Almost powerful. "There is peaceful. There is wild. You are both my little sin."
I didn't utter a word the whole time this presence stood before me.
"A veces te toca amar el infierno, para conocer el cielo. I'll see you soon Diablita." With that I was brought back to my state of being with a stranger carrying me on their arms.
I was alive.
I was breathing
But I wasn't the same.
Everything felt different.
I felt La Vida.
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FantasyWhen Alina is captured for killing many men that she wasn't aware were part of the mafia she meets the BIG MAN, Dante, who likes people to follow his rules and does not like being talked back too or disrespected but little did he know Alina a.k.a L...
