The Angel Of Nobody {coming soon}

Hired from the best.

Simon Cowell, the creater of the lads and I signed us up into his record label. Money was raining all over me. I traveled around the world, met some fine ladies and I had fun. I went on tour, and I did what I was brought to do. Sing. I was every girl's dream boy. When I turned 18, I decided to get tatted up. From there everyone called me "The Mullingar Bad boy." I had the most spotlight from the rest of the boys. I felt so pleased of being everyone's fantasy. Girls on stage will throw me their under garments and some other freaky stuff and I enjoyed that.
I got so much hate, but I don't care,look at me now; I am rich and famous.But one day all the things I adore,turned into waste. That day, I was partying at New york's party of the year. I went without management's permission. 'Nothing bad is going to happen' I told myself. But I was wrong. While I was dancing with this chick, some men grabbed me out. I was kidnapped. They pushed me into a car and they slaughtered me to my death. I realized I was dead when I finally woke up. ll I saw was a glimpse of white and when I stood up, a pair of wings ascended. I WAS the angel of nobody.