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    Destroying Angel

     

    Some random name. Foreign…..Pavel……..Afansankov…..she says it to me……the where, then when………..No more dreamlike unrealities?

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    And the words beneath my skin…
    the ink that you put in…
    destroying all the things you left around
    cause your earthbound coming down…..

     

     

     

    Ch 1

     

     

     

    May 17, 2007 Las Vegas, Nevada.

     

     

     

    The girl she leaves me a letter right…. the letter says I love you. I need you to understand that I really do love you. The letter goes on to add that there are things she wants to tell me. Things I can’t understand. Things beneath the surface. What the fuck is she talking about? Beneath the surface? Am I an ocean unto myself? Is that what she means? I don’t fucking know.

     

     

    This is what the letter read:

     

     

    “Shane,

     

    I just want to say that I love you. I need you to understand that I really do love you. The problem is I know who you are. I know everything about you. The things that are underneath the surface of you. I know it all. I wish I could tell you. I really do. But I can’t. If I did…well….lets just say that it would be the end of everything. So instead of unlocking doors I am closing them. It’s for the better. Knowing who you really are won’t make things better. In fact they will be worse. I am sorry to leave you with this cryptic letter. I really am.

     

    Carmen.

     

     

     

    This fucking girl. How could she do this to me? She has taken the only air I breathe. I am fucking chocking on my unhappiness. It makes me want to kill. It makes me want to bleed the world dry. It’s such a compulsive feeling. One I know that I could have complete control of, one I know I could unleash….The question is why? What does she know? What can’t she tell me? It has something to do with something yeah? But what? What the fucking fuck…….that name……….what was it? Why can’t I remember?

     

     

     

     

     

     

    I met this girl on the beach one day in Fiji. I had spent the last few months recovering from a terrorist bombing at this embassy I was stationed at. I was a Marine. A pretty good one considering all the medals they gave me. Before any of this happens though I guess we should go back to when I woke up in the hospital.

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    1. Oh i wanted so much this story to be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Thank God!!! I liked this first chapter a lot. Keep up the good work , waiting for the rest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    2. I ABSOLUTELY love it!!!!!!!!! I mean, that was a “very-good-story-why-did-it-have-to-end type of story… and now! Poor Shane… but Carmen will return soon, right?? Please… post soon!!!!!

    3. I have a new found appreciation for the NYC subway rush hour…not only does it give me the time to read your stories on the way home from work, but now it’s giving you the time and/or inspiration to write more of them!! I’m so excited to get deeper into this world…I love it!

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