Murder in Harlem

Chapter 1

Hi I'm Phil and this is the side of my story the true story. As your reading this I'm either dead or I'm in my cell rotting. It all started May 27, 1980 in a quiet little bar in New York City. This young fellow walked up to me and asked "what do you want to change most in your life? What do you want most"? "I replied in fear why do you ask this sir"? "I'm your savor I'm what you call an angel and I'm here to help you as it's my job". Well angel I just went through a terrible break up with Taylor I I thought she was the one. This strange man or angel hell I don't even know anymore but he replied "She will come back she will realize the mistake she made". Wait one damn second I said but as I lift my head up he was gone liked he just vanished just I still to this day can't wrap my head around what happened and how he just vanished with no trace.

Well the next day I wake up in my bed but I don't remember leaving the bar last night and when I opened my door to go to the kitchen the same man from the bar is standing there. Just standing there emotionless like he was frozen in time. I yell out "Get the hell out of my house I don't even know who the hell you are"! He just pointed at TV "go to channel 3 news she has realized the mistake she has just made". Then he just vanishes. I go to channel 3 and there is a report young lady named Taylor was found dead today with multiple dun shot wounds in her chest all different calibers. Estimated time of death 12:15 am. I instantly have trouble to take a breath as it was almost impossible like someone just knocked the air out of me.