From Abuser to Abuse

From Abuser to Abuse

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Death. Most phobias exist due to this reason. We are all scared of losing our lives, ignoring the fact that we will eventually die. Death is the law of nature. 'Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.' Very wisely said Mr. Walt Whitman. Death is as natural as life, maybe even more natural. The human skull is widely used as a symbol of death and decomposition. Death, particularly the death of humans, has commonly been considered a sad or unpleasant occasion. But why? When the day we were born, no one was sad, they were all happy. In face we celebrate this day every year, until alive. Death is not a punishment. Death is, surely, the least than can happen to a wrong doer. It will come even if you're a right doer. Well, think twice before you take a decision; be very firm in your stand. If death is not a punishment, then what is? What is something worse than that? A life full of regret? A life full of guilt? Or no life? #483 in courage as on 17th March 2019
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(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

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