The Sky Of Ours

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Someone told me that everything that happens in our life are all written in the sky, it was something inevitable- something predestined.

But I refuse to believe that, because  I know that I can draw my own sky.All Rights Reserved

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Thu, May 24, 2018

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They say when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. I never doubted that. But, what they don't tell you is this - When you're about to kill the only person in the world who truly loves you, your memories with that person also flash before your eyes. Not everyone gets their fairtytale ending. And I was no exception. These are the memories of those six seconds before. cover - uncontrollable_mind

!!! will edit once I'm free !!! n. this is a work of fiction, and any similarity with other works is purely coincidental. excuse grammatical errors and misspellings, English isn't my first language.

The balance of the universe is all about the balance of the forces. If one power is stronger than another then the earth would literally turn upside down and everyone and everything would die or cease to exist- that is in theory. I thought it was some hoax to make sure that the on going war between the heavens and the underworld does not end and underworld forces do not win. What if it is true and all I have to do is make everything right and we all go back to our lives? I mean, I have reason to believe that this was a fable and this is my time to prove that I am better than god and all of his creations. Fuck, I am one of his creations.

My own biography, explaining that no one who's different and has "special needs" or "disabilities" are stupid and can do things for themselves. I wrote what I have done and been threw during childhood to adulthood. Full of details and life threw my own eyes.

I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.

I am not normal and I'll never be. I don't believe that I am special either. But that doesn't stop fate thinking that.

This is probably nowhere near historically accurate in any way, sorry, it's just something from my imagination. I had originally wrote this in google drive, so I already had written most of it.

I looked outside; the sun had set but the light remained. That little moment when the light still covers the sky before night swallows it up, that tiny moment in time is when the sky truly looks majestic. I feel the same way, this little time before the night takes me away. Everything that begins will end somehow, somewhere... "Will my end be just an end?" He asked himself, Little did he know, his end was only the beginning

Hurry up and read this bc I'm deleting it soon I have gotten permission to rewrite this so it's okay happy reading ig

today I tried to write a chapter, whattpad will not let me nor let me read it, so I had to make a 3rd part. I am so very sorry for this to my loyal readers.

Six Seconds

They say when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. I never doubted that. But, what they don't tell you is this - When you're about to kill the only person in the world who truly loves you, your memories with that person also flash before your eyes. Not everyone gets their fairtytale ending. And I was no exception. These are the memories of those six seconds before. cover - uncontrollable_mind

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