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The Story of How I Died On Christmas Eve

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I have a yearly tradition of dreaming the same nightmare every December where I kill myself for unrequited love, and I would watch this scene repeatedly for the next 25 days till Christmas. 

I believe that's how I died in my past life, and this is God's way of punishing me for taking my own precious life. 

Just when I thought my days couldn't get worse, I suddenly had a heart attack. Soon after that, a man with wings appeared, and slowly the truth began to unravel about how I died on Christmas eve.Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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