You hated your life, you couldn't stand the taunting, bullying and physical abuse.

As you stood up on the edge of the building - slowly taking a step off, watching the cars and the night pass by.

You close your eyes as you leaned forwards, hoping to fall..

But you felt someone grab the collar of your shirt.

You opened your eyes, seeing a white angelic being with white wings hold your shirt.

— "Don't... Let's talk this out." This guy was your guardian angel.