Personal Narrative Essay: Always Kiss The Devil At Night?

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“Always kiss the devil at night, and he’ll remember you when it’s your time.”
I pondered this as I sat, clicking away at my keyboard at another unreasonable time at night. I preferred the fluid feel of paper, with the drift of my favorite pen, creating the letters that I had learned as a child. It was all more personal to me, knowing that I drew words there with desire, rather than just pressing a lifeless key. However, despite my tendency of being a night owl and having my creativity flow into my writing after the sun had set, I sat typing bullshit, feeding my document with the same old tales I had written before. The anxiety that coursed through my veins blocked any intelligent thoughts from passing from mind to computer, so I paused, staring at the blank space; the blinking cursor mocking my emptiness. Ever since she left, I had been blurred. When someone leaves you, you must ask yourself; how does someone just walk away? Three years of friendship ruined, and not one word to be spoken
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The time I held her hair back as she puked from the drinks that churned her stomach. The time I let her try on all my clothes, due to the fact that she detested hers. The time I sat and listened to her talk about a guy I did not care about in the interest of making her feel better. It reminded me of my original thought about kissing the devil. In theory, if you were to kiss the devil every time you went to sleep, the last time you would ever close your eyes, he would remember, and have mercy on whatever soul you had left. Maybe he’d ease the way down, or make the trip up worthwhile. But she isn’t a theory. This time, no matter how hard or how many times I’d kiss her, with few words, it’d all be tossed aside, and down into hell I’d fall, screaming about all those times I’d done good for her, even if it was bad for

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