Dose man decide his fate or god!

 He was a shallow man he had no respect for women, he lost his wife, his family form thinking in the now and not the later he had no heart. He was a very rich man who lost it all to drugs and gambling. After going through hell he had no money for drugs to cure his depression to get out the easy way. He snapped he ran to his mirror and slammed down on the counter and yelled what I am! I am a monster a NO ONE. As he looked in to the stained dusty mirror he saw a man with nothing but red eyes full of tears and blood shot eyes. Sweat running down his face he smelt like rip onions. He hadn’t shaved in weeks his beard over growing his face. Then he yelled I don’t need this! He stumbled to his room and opens his nightstand drawer! He pulled out his 38 smiths and Wesson. This is it I can take this life. He put the cold metal end of his barrel in to his mouth now his heart is pumping his hands shaking. Sweat running in to his eyes. He slowly starts to cry the metal taste in his mouth and the gun hitting his teeth as he is shaking trying to put his finger on the trigger. His finger finally finds the loop and the trigger his finger rest lately on the trigger as he thinks his life through. He sweats more and more as he waits to take his life he pulls down on the trigger click! Click! Click! Click! He yells in frustration and pulls out the gun and aims wildly and pulls the trigger one last time in anger bang! The bullet fly’s out and hits the wooden floors and sending the man back from the shock of the sound. The man thinks to himself what if I pulled the trigger one more time his brains would have painted the white walls of his bedroom…. As he is in shock he looks at the gun on his bed and thoughts it at the wall and runs out but as he runs out he smells something its smoke coming from the next door neighbor he doesn’t think and kicks open the door flames shot out but there is still too much adrenalin pumping through his veins he jumps in to see a little boy crying near the sofa the he runs past the flaming kitchen and grabs the boy and runs out the door. He asks the little boy is there anyone else in there!! The boy looks too scared to speak the man runs back in to check the bedroom in front of the small engulfed kitchen and sees a woman motion less and he drags her out the door and by then rescue crew had arrived the man looked at what he did and smiled as he walked away in all of the commotion and he was later found dead in a small alley way. Reports said he was murdered….. A man can take his life but if god needs you for one more thing before you steal your life he will make you wait!         

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