Christmas Angel_(2)
Much of this is based on my own life (sadly enough) I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it Christmas Angel ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- The harsh, bitterly cold wind blew past the figure of a man huddled on a park bench. Shaking his head he didn’t know whether to sit here and freeze or move on trying to survive another day. Taking a large lungful of the frigid air, a sigh escaped his lips, he’d given up hope, his life was in the toilet. Thinking back he decided that it must be his fault, he felt that no matter what, it was his fault. You see, he was a kind and gentle man who always tried to do for others, oh sure he had his faults didn’t we all but in general most …