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I Sold My Soul For Gifts I Already Had

One day, while sitting in my study, I thought about all the rejections that I had recieved from publishers. I had written many books but had published none. I cursed myself for being a failure. In my own sorry I remember thinking that I would give anything for talent, anything.

"Anything?" said a dark voice behind me. I turned to see a tall man with deep, hollow eyes standing in my study. He held out his hand waiting for me to take it.

"I can give you fame and fortune beyond your wildest dreams...just take my hand."

"And what do you require from me," I replied.

"Only one little thing," said the man. "Nothing of great value really."

In my infinite greed I done the unthinkable. I shook the mans hand and traded my soul for fame and fortune.

Imediately following I recieved a letter from a publisher. One of my books was accepted. "Finally," I thought to myself. "Some luck after all." The letters poured in. The phone wouldnt stop ringing. One book deal after another.

Years passed and I had experienced success like I never thought possible. I had many books that had made best seller lists. Some of them became major blockbusters. I attended fan fairs, sit through book signings, and hosted conventions discussing my own success, I was even invited to speak at siminars at famous universities.

"Its been ten years since my first book signing. I cant believe how far ive made it." These were the words I spoke standing on stage in front of hundreds of people. "Success is determined by your own drive, your own will, the energy that you put into it. Talent, on the other hand, is in all of us. Gifts that we are born with. You just have to find them for yourself."

I paused, thinking to myself, "talent is in all of us." I looked back at the audience, sitting, waiting patiently for the rest of my speech when I noticed him. The man with deep, hollow eyes standing at the back, waiting and watching. Just then I realized something horrible. I sold my soul for gifts that I already had.

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