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01:18 Apr 19 2011
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PROLOGUE



He stood there in the shadows looking at his recent work; she had been a beautiful young woman. He was deeply contented with the sight of her bloodied and exposed muscles. Yes, she did look much better exposed, no skin to hide her lies away. She was there for all the world to see and he knew it would only be a matter of time before she was discovered. Sliding his bloodied hands deep into his pockets, he turned and walked slowly away, the grin on his face even wider than before. It was a great night indeed.



Chapter 1



Sarah sat in front of Donna Chapman’s desk. The woman she sat before was utterly annoying and revolting. Donna was a fifty-something woman that was over-weight and balding. She reeked of an overly arrogant personality and a carelessness that was just shy of offensive. If it wasn’t for the boy, Sarah wouldn’t even be there. She was inexplicably drawn to him; He was young, dark and quiet. He had gorgeous dusty brown hair, and deep dark brown eyes. Abruptly Sarah’s thoughts were interrupted by the snapping of Donna’s fingers.

“S’cuse me? Are ya listenin to me?” Sarah nodded her head gently.

“Yes, please go on Ms. Chapman.” Sarah wanted to roll her eyes and slap the woman, but then that would be assault.

“As I was sayin, the boy is just purely defected; broken. That’s why he’s here, don’t nobody want a damaged child. His momma tortured him when he was little. Oh! Before that she went off and killed his daddy too. Crazy bitch if you ask me. Shoulda been shot. Now, the boy won’t say nothin, and he don’t do nothin neither. Psychologist said It was post traumatic stress or somethin.” Ms. Chapman pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The smoke was foul and offensive; befitting of the woman’s horrible personality.

“All of that doesn’t make the boy damaged Ms. Chapman, he just needs slow and steady help” Ms. Chapman let out a choked laugh, her flesh rolling along with it.

“And what in the hell makes you think that you can help him?”She laughed even more as she dumped the ashes from her cigarette into the glass ashtray. “You’re a single woman, and what’s even worse is that you work the homicide department for the police. You really think that bringin in more death around him is really gonna help?” Sarah sighed heavily and contemplated her answer. There was no use in being rude and abrupt with the woman; then again being polite wasn’t really getting her anywhere either.

“First off, my work and home life are always separate. Second, I can help him through his trauma because for the past fifteen years it’s all I have seen. Death and coping go hand and hand, and I am trained to handle it, and help others through it.” Donna snarled at her and put out the cigarette.

“Well I don’t really give a damn. The state approved you, so you’re gonna be able to adopt him anyway; at least he’ll be out of my hair.” With great difficulty the heavy woman reached over into a drawer and pulled out a stack of documents. “Here, you need to sign all these.” She slammed down the papers and tossed a pen towards Sarah. Oh, how she wished there was something that she could arrest this woman for. Sarah picked up the ink pen hesitantly; did she really want to do this? Sadly Donna had made a good point. She was indeed a single woman, and up until now murder and the victims had been her life. Her intuition told her that this was a good thing, there was a reason she was here, and that she was pulled to him. Carefully she inked her name across every page with the sign here marked, and then handed the papers over to Ms. Chapman. The vile woman looked over all of the documents and placed them in a yellow file folder. Lazily she leaned over and pushed the intercom button.

“Jonathan. Jonathan Murphy, get your hind end into my office!” Sarah was shocked at the woman’s methods. It was only a matter of moments before the office door gently crept open; behind it was the shy boy. “Get on in here boy!” Donna barked at the poor boy.

“Jonathan its nice to finally meet you. My name is Sarah Mckinzie. I’m going to take you home today.” Sarah was trying to be as gentle and enthusiastic as she could; however it didn’t seem as though the boy noticed or cared. He stood there silently, looking down at his feet with his arms neatly joined behind his back; it looked almost military.

“Jonathan go pack up your things so you can go with Sarah. She’s gonna be your momma now.” His eyes never left the floor as he gingerly slipped from the room.

“Ms. Chapman, I must say that you are the most inconsiderate, lazy, arrogant excuse of a woman that I have ever met. It’s no wonder the boy isn’t any better, when you talk to him like he is some sort of dog. I will be having child services and the state come in and investigate your treatment of these children.


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Version 1

01:14 Apr 19 2011
Times Read: 574


The night air was cold on her skin. Her face turned up towards the moon and glistening stars; she knew they were shining brightly and yet it still seemed so dark. Why was she alone? Why did she feel so numb? So many questions raced through her mind as the night wore slowly on. It was as though the world had stood still. Her conscious mind began to drift into silence, her thoughts ceased and all was still.







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“Have you ever seen anything like this before?” asked the detective. Jamie thought for awhile, trying to recall the cases she had been on in the past.



“Nothing as viscious as this Daniel. Its almost like the killer wanted to expose her, like she had something to hide. Maybe this individual has a deep seated hatred for women in general.” Jamie scrunched her face up as she leaned down to look closely at the woman’s face. Why would anyone completely skin a person? But there was more to this body. Whoever did this was an extremely disturbed monster. The womans eyes, eyelids, clitoris, and fingers had all been removed.



“Any idea what kind of person we might be looking for?” Danny covered his face as he asked this. Obviously the blood and flies were starting to bother him.



“We should probably wait for autopsy and forensics. I don’t want to jump on the wrong person.” Jamie headed back to her car. This was going to be a hellish case. She could feel it in her bones this time.



“Where are you headed Jamie?” Danny called out behind her.



“I’ve got an appointment at the adoption agency” She saw Danny smile.



“Good luck!”







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“He has been here since he was five. He was the victim of horrible abuse by his mother. From what I have read in the poilce reports she was severly dillusional and schizophrenic. Most of her issues stemmed from her mother and her husband. You know what they say, abuse is hereditary. Dustin is a very withdrawn little boy; he wont participate in any of the activites or play with any of the other children. Its extraordinarily rare for him to speak; most of the time he will simply nod or shake his head, if he doesn’t ignore you all together. However, I cant say that I blame him for being that way; to go through such things at such a young age! He’s lucky his mother didn’t kill him!” Kelly Morrison shook her head in disapproval. “So what makes you think that you can handle a child with needs like his? Why not choose one of the more adapted children we have here?” It was hard to believe that Mrs. Morrison the adoption agent was being so blunt about how damaged this boy was. In fact it was almost offensive. Jamie thought quietly for a moment.



“He needs someone in his life that will focus solely upon him. Someone that will show him the world isnt completely bad.” Jamie thought her answer would suffice but Kelly didn’t look all that convinced.



“Do you think that your job, dealing with chasing murderer’s is going to show him that?” This woman was so frustrating. What answer would convince her that the boy needed out of this hellhole the state had trapped him in?



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03:41 Apr 13 2011
Times Read: 528


This is a freewrite, so please dont criticize my grammar or punctuation.









She opened her eyes slowly, only to realize that she was falling. Instantly she flexed the muscles that would have spread her wings, but there was no response. Glancing back she could see that they were still there, but with the speed of her descent the feathers were being ripped clear from the infrastructure. There would be no stopping now; she wrapped her arms around herself and braced for impact. Would she live? Was she even alive? Her body impacted the ground below her, showering everything with dirt and rocks. Her ears caught the sound of breaking bones; she could only pray that it wasn’t her wings. Intense pain shot through her frame, and she felt herself breathing, it was something that she hadn’t done since her last life. Slowly, and gently she pulled herself up to a sitting position. If she was alive it was a wonder of God that the impact had not killed her. Then again, perhaps being here again was her punishment. Nervously she turned and looked behind her afraid of what she would see. Her wings had snapped, and were hanging precariously from her shoulders. The feathers were gone, leaving a macabre and bloody mass in their place. It was horrendous to behold. The very thing that made her a creature of God had been stripped from her. Yet, thinking back on her previous actions it might have been worth it. She knew now that she had indeed been cast out of heaven; her only question now was where she was. Was it earth, or hell, or somewhere else in the universe of God? Hesitantly she attempted to stand; the pain in her body unbearable.


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