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Sunday, November 14, 2004
new chapter, post below.
Genesis 2 part 1: Detective Yume Lynch
Man what a day. Seems like people are disappearing by the handful and we are getting tons of calls. I finally solved the doll shop disappearances and well I was quite interested in what I found. It seems that everyone who had gone missing was found. The doll maker Shigeru Sashimi disappeared, but all his victims were found. They were not found in whole pieces ether. It seems many of them had been used for doll parts. No wonder they had felt and looked so human like. All the remains were buried properly, but no grave was made for Shigeru. We are still looking for him, but I seriously doubt he is alive. I just have this feeling about it all. Something very strange is going. No matter what it takes I'll solve it. Just because well..that’s my job and my passion; to help the people of this world. Staring out the window and looking at the world below I guess always makes me think that. So, many people out there need to help, yet so few of them do. But, no matter what the cost I will help the people. For our future generation.
" Hey, what are you doing?" a voice said from behind me.
Turning around swiftly I saw a pair of deep brown eyes staring down at mine. It was Kevin, my husband. I also protect the world for him. To make it safer for him because he can barely handle it as it is. He has horrible depression; but then again so I do sometimes. I believe he is rubbing off on me. His depression makes him unable to function correctly outside the house sometimes so he doesn't go out too often. He has panic attacks. He also has no job but, then again taking care of our kids, Damein, Asher, and Daemon, be a huge hassle.
" Looking out the window."
" Dinners almost done. Come on and eat. The kids are waiting at the table and they want you to help set it, " he replied shakily.
I took his trembling hand in to mine and set off for the kitchen with no further response. It was getting worse. He's shaking more and more every day.
Genesis 2: Part 2 Glass World
This world isn't real. Or at least that’s what I like to think. Maybe that’s why I became an artist. To make a better world, to make something pretty out of ugly little old me. What I really like to do though is write. Yes write. To create an illusionary world. A perfect world in my eyes, a world made of glass. You have to be careful with my world. You can't pollute it with war and you can't hurt its inhabitants or it will break. You don't want to break the world do you? My world has no rulers or dictators, or laws. None are needed because everyone there gets along with one another and no one hurts or cries. No one will ever go hungry in my world, because the glass buildings are coated with candy and icing of all sorts! The grass that grows is really pixie stick and the snow is nothing more than powdered sugar and feathers falling from the sky, ascending with perfect grace. This is my wish to the world. No one will feel any pain in my world. You never feel anything at all. Because in all it's aspects happiness in only a abstract noun and love is as well. Everyone will feel nothing. All will be as cold as ice and the moon will always hang in the teardrop sparkled sky, covered with the blood of those who oppose my ideals. Teardrops sound sad, but they are not really. They are from the people who have cried over their broken wishes and dreams, but now they are happy here. Soon all the teardrops will disappear and all the wishes and dreams shall be granted. Everyone will sing, but you never can hear the words, because in this world you are granted no voice, so that you can not hurt others with hurtful words. Soon my world will become a reality. You will have to die mother. You stand in my way of happiness as well as father. Please understand mother. Please.
End Genesis 2.
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