The Guardian Angel

The Guardian Angel

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Kato-mabze Boeing was born a killer, a murderer. He was scared to admit it at first, but that was what he was born to do. No mercy, no pain, no double-thoughts. He did not want that life. He did not want to admit that he was becoming part of a small world of serial killers. He was becoming like his father, he was becoming a cold-blooded killer, but yet he did not want to. Then, he heard of the man known as Ryan. Reading about his involvement with his father, he became enraged, fueled with anger and hatred. He had missed his father, his only figure that he could look up to. Ryan had taken his life, and now, he pledged revenge. He was scared to admit it, but that was he was meant to do. And now, Ryan is on the run once again. Leading a a double life, secrets ad mysteries begin to unfold, and Kato-Mabze Boeing is finally finding out about his real life, his secret path to the winding staircase that was his past.
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Carla, a college student, was planning a trip along with her friends for the upcoming spring break. they decided to go to Miami Florida beach to get away from their current worries. it was all ruined when I got an unexpected call. it was my uncle. he said that my father was on his deathbed, that I was to immediately come home. and I said yes uncle I will be on the plane tonight and I will be there by morning and my uncle said ok my child I will see you then. after I hung up with my uncle I begin to hurry and pack. with tears coming down my cheek. hoping to see my papa for one last time before he passes I prayed. I got to the airport about 9 pm that night I boarded the plane and sat down in my chair. with tears still coming down my cheeks thinking back to the good old day that I had with my papa as I cried my self to sleep.

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