Heaven's gone on holiday, haven't you heard? All the saints and angels have packed up and gone to warmer climes for winter.
Hawaii I think.
God sends postcards every week of him dancing on the beach with a hula skirt and a cocktail in his hand as he lounges in the sun on the sand.
Everything's well! Soaking up the good days! - Love, The Almighty
Is it true that when the angels are away, the devils come out to play?
Maybe next year hell goes on holiday and The Infernal will enjoy the ski resorts in Switzerland.
For now, however, all heaven-bound calls are redirected to voicemail, and the gates are locked shut.
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Tend Towards
General FictionThese are my entries into the Weekly Wattpad Contest by @Contests that I judge. And maybe just one or two contest entries into contests that I don't. How fun. Key: [W] Weekly Wattpad Contest [F] Writing Fury's Weekly Contest [P] Pedantic Prosody [R]...
