Angel Wings

Mental Disabilities?

''Hi, my name is Karen. I would like to report someone.'' I say to a tough, bulky looking officer.

Not looking up,''You will be atended soon, please sit down.''

I nod and sit. The officer then makes a call and asks for my name again. He also talks to someone named Detective Castro. After he hangs up the officer escorts me to a covered, low light room. C.S.I. style.

After a few minutes of looking around, in walks Detective Castro.

''You must be Karen.'' She closes the door behind her and drops a folder on the table in front of me.

She instructs me to fill in some sheets with personal information to make sure I was.... well me.

''Can you tell me about the suspect and the case.''

''Glad to, you see my best friend Aaron died almost two months ago now. After that I've been having strange dreams, like visions. Then some of the details have happened.''

Detective Castro gives me a strange look.

I clear my throat, ''Weird things have been hapening after the funneral. I've actuelly gotten a death note, and the weirdest thing is i've seen Aaron's spirit..''

After a few seconds, ''Well do you still have the note?''

''Yes.'' Fingers are at my temples now, I hate having to talking about what hapened to strangers.

''Okay, I need that for further investigation. Also what is the name of the suspect?'' Castro takes back the folder and does side notes.

''Valerio Malick.'' Chills went down the back of my spine from his name.

''Okay, can you describe him for me?'' she writes down his name in big neat letters.

My throat clears, ''He's about two inches taller than me. He has straight helmet hair that's brownish-black, his eyes are a weird looking red that turns darker. And no he wasn't high in any way. He's very skinny but not too much, I guess. Also he has piercings. A spiderbite''

''Okay, um thats all? Well okay. Just bring the note later or tomarow and we will go farther. Here's my card. Call me if anything else hapens.'' Detective Castro then gets up and opens the door for me. First she hesitates,''Are your eyes... natural?''

My mind races,''Um yes.''

''Are you sure, they look too vivid to be real.'' Detective Castro then

I walk out and meet Jason outside.

''How'd it go?'' He stands straight.

''She didn't take me literal, you could tell but Castro said to come over later with the death note.''

He nods,''Are you hungry?''

I shrug,''I'm thirsty.''

He agrees and we walk to a Starbucks down the road. Jason orders a white mocha and I order a pepermint mochiato. While we were talking, he gets a laugh out of me.

''Well I haven't heard that in a while.'' He smiles then messed up my hair.

A faint sigh slips out, ''Well, I needed it..''

Jason's eyes twinkle as he bites his lower lip, ''You look so much better with your hair like that.''

I use a store window as a mirror. ''Oh god Jason..''

After we spent fifteen minutes fooling around we decided to go straight home to get the 'death note'. I just hope Castro can help us.

He drove a mustang, the most beautiful too. It was a greyish-black color. Jason opened the door for me and I hoped in happily. It was so amazing. Jason popped in a CD. Sleeping With Sirens. We always did have the same taste in music. After jaming to their whole album we finnaly got to my house.