Maribell had a promising life ahead of her, and a family that loved her. She didn't realize how much she took for granted until she lost her life. Now in order to rest in peace, Maribell needs to learn how to cope with the emotional chains holding her back. Through the help of a new friend, will she be able to find the peace she needs?
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A/N: This story was inspired by a true event that occurred near where I live. A woman (who had kids and a husband) had lost her life. This initially started a spiral of thoughts leading to the creation of this story. There are a lot of mirroring qualities between my life and Maribell's, but unlike the lovely woman who had passed (I personally don't know her, but may she rest in peace), I don't have kids or a significant other, so I had to put my own spin on things. I also added in texting and driving, because the combination is unsafe. May you find this story to be as eye opening as I did when I wrote it! Comments and votes are welcomed and encouraged. Enjoy reading!
(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
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