MY GAURDIAN ANGEL

by Corri Pitts   Oct 11, 2006


I CUT MY WRIST YESTERDAY I FELL ONTO THE FLOOR MY ANGEL STAYED BY MY SIDE SHE TOLD ME I COULD DO THIS NO MORE MY ANGEL STAYED RIGHT WITH ME AS I PUT ON MY LITTLE SHOW, I PULLED OUT MY RAZOR AND STARTED CUTTING TO AND FRO. MY ANGEL TOLD ME I SHOULD HURRY AND CALL 911, SO CRAWLED OVER TO THE PHONE, BUT INSTEAD GRABBED A GUN. MY ANGEL PLEADED FOR ME TO STAY, SHE SAID THIS WASN\'T THE RIGHT TIME, NOR WAS IT THE RIGHT WAY.
I DON\'T KNOW HOW MY ANGEL DID IT BUT I WOKE UP THE NEXT DAY, I WOKE UP TO FIND OUT, THE DOCTOR SAID I WOULD BE O.K.

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