Soul of the purest

Soul of the purest

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, jun 19, 2019
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Her religious fear has come true. To be stuck in hell for eternity. She believed in heaven as much as she believed in Hell. The girl knew there was something after death, she just didn't know if she would go to heaven or hell. Apparently her judgement was early. She didn't remember dying..just simply falling asleep and waking up here. The screams of the damned and tortured rang in her ears. Light beads of sweat dripped down her forehead, it felt as if she was in a sauna but turned up a little more. It smelled like burnt flesh and the ground felt like needles piercing her feet. Essence let out a small whimper as she was shoved lightly, being the center on attention was always uncomfortable for her. She was in the presence of demons and a king? She did what was probably expected of her, she bowed lowering her head. Their faces would haunt her dreams if she got out of this. Essence doubted she would. The girl hadn't been in hell long and she wanted to let out her own haunting screams of agony. Her mouth was dry and her unruly curly hair that failed to grow past her shoulders clung to her wet skin. Essence wore a thin black tank top, she was glad she actually wore a bra to sleep, and leggings. She wanted to rip them off because it was only making her hotter then what she already was. Her peril was interrupted when she heard a raspy deep voice chuckle. "Gather around boys..we have fresh meat." And like that she knew it could only be one person. Lucifer.
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I didn't see him boom out of nowhere, but there he was standing right next to me on the ledge that would lead me to my own doom. I forgot that I wanted to jump as I looked at his long blonde hair that rustled as if a wind was blowing, even thought there was no source that would have been able to blow anything in any direction. His face looked like a sculpture in the perfect ivory, but it was his eyes that drew me the most. Almost clear, so light was the blue that sucked in my soul and radiated a feeling of love in my body of the likes of which I had never experienced in my life. "So, are you planning to jump or are you waiting for a sign from the heavens? Because let me tell you one thing, if you are waiting for a sign from above, you will still be standing on this ledge by the time the sun finally burns out." Before HE could commit suicide, Lucifer walks into his life and tells him a story that will change him forever... This is a story I wrote around 5 years ago, and I thought it would be interesting to share it here on Wattpad. It is of religious nature, and it might offend, although that is not my intention. My intention is just to show that every story has two sides, and sometimes each person has their own truth and perception.

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