Novel & Cerita Man Who Went To Heaven

After finishing the whole piece, he spoke again, “Hmm, it is delicious. Thanks for this but I am the one who should be grateful to you, Rhea. You have not only saved my life but also helped me in restoring the peace between heaven and hell.” Mom was looking amazed, she asked curiously, “How did you know my name?” “Umm-hmm. I am an angel, I know everything,” dad replied with a smirk. Then after a little pause, clearing her throat, he continued with little hesitation, “Actually I haven’t come here for the shirt. I have come to check whether you are alright or not. Are you ok?” Mom’s cheeks turned into crimson red. She slyly replied, “Thanks for your concern. I am fine now.” Dad nodded his head

she started, “I need to speak with you. It is quite important.” Kiara peered up at her and scrunched her face, trying to appear serious. The act made her giggle before she took Kiara’s hand in hers. “Did your mommy ever tell you about Heaven, Kiara?” she asked. Kiara nodded, “Uh-huh. That’s where God is and he is like our other daddy.” She answered proudly, and Amaranthe smiled again. “That’s true. God also watches over us. Everyone we love that has died is also there with him. He calls only the best angels to Heaven to be with him.” She said, knowing the direction she wanted this to head.

"No, enough violence. I hate it. Now that I can see and be with you again, I won't ask for more. Just leave everything behind and ascend to heaven together, okay?" "You really hit your head hard, don't you? Who says anything about going to heaven?" "Then, are we going to h*ll?" "Definitely not!" "Where am I going to go then?" The glowing man got up on his feet and carefully slipped one of his arms under the back of his knees while another supported his back. The tall figure gently scooped the fragile human boy up princess style and headed towards the door一a big hole, to be exact, for his kick left quite damage behind. "You're going into my arms. Right where you belong." His eyes softened as

He didn't even manage to fix himself because he was too drunk. "Oh, my, God!" One of the rich kids exclaimed. "Who is that?" "Gate crasher!" Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

So I choose to, "What do father mean that someone has breached the gates of hell?" "Well, we seem to be missing one demon, and I have personally gone and account for the rest of them." His fury grows as I see white-hot flames burning in his eyes. His skin is set aflame, and I mean aflame. Yes, the devil does burn hot red, without the flames, if he loses his composure. Now, I beg to ask the question, "But how would he have gotten out?" "Well," father starts to explain. "He managed to get himself into heaven. Do not ask me how the fucking sneaky bastard did, but not only does he get into heaven, he gets his filthy ass down onto earth."

His pudgy little hands held the frame carefully as he studied the man who looked like an older version of him. “Yes baby, that’s him,” she replied. Her son was still focused on the picture, and she didn’t dare to interrupt him. “He looks like me,” he finally said. That made her giggle. “No sweetheart, you look like him,” she smiled. He scowled. “How come?” “Well, he was older than you, and he’s your daddy,” she informed. “Why did he go to heaven?” he asked. Her heart constricted, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

Maybe Jesus was gay. I am gay and I should not be fucked over because of that. So fucking what. People are just too stupid. I am like every other person, just that a man confront me more than a female. Why? I Don’t know. I ask God when and if I make it to heaven.. I’m so scared now, but I’llbe fine after I am dead. I am so sure of that because god will take care of me. I never did anything wrong and I know I’ll go to heaven.

The Cardinal explained more in detail. “Where is this individual?” The man asked. “He resides in the United States in one of the States called California in the Capital. He is very well known and popular he should be easy to find.” The Cardinal said. “I’ll see this person.” The hovering man said, and behind him, he sprouted four black wings and disappeared. With the man gone, the gate vanished, and the Cardinal rose from his position. It was the first tine seeing a smile on his face. “Your time on this Earth is limited, Mr. Elon,” The cardinal said, beginning to laugh as he left the room.

Did I actually die? Was this really the afterlife? Heaven, Hell or even an intermediate between the two? I could hear someone chuckling lightly, I turned around, following the sound of the laughter. A well built, tall man stood by the door, as if guarding me. He was there the whole time? Was he a guard in heaven? My eyes darted around his body scanning him like a hungry hawk searching for good prey. “You don't seem happy to be alive.” He approached me. I was alive? I survived? I cheated death?

This made Person #1, freeze. His grip loosened. Only then did Carl’s gaze shift over. His face, handsome and noble, didn’t match the chaotic scene at all. "The killer is so vicious. How did you manage to escape?" The little Zen thought for a moment and agreed. "The formation hasn’t been broken, how could you come and go freely inside it?" Could he be another one of Heaven’s favored ones?! These Heaven’s favored ones seemed to come in bulk and didn’t even care about money!