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I fell to my knees in the middle of the street and hung my head down shamefully. 

      What had I become...? 

      I looked down to my own two hands, which faded in with the color of the pavement of the road beneath me from which I stood. Then, I decided to face the reality that had become of myself. 

                           I was invisible. 
                                                                         Forever to be unnoticed. 
                                                                                                                                 Living eternity as a nonexistent being. 
        
      I would never be able to go to Heaven or Hell. 
      Or the afterlife, or be with Rose. 
      Instead, I would remain forever cursed in this ghostly body I had, 

      never being able to rest in peace.All Rights Reserved

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