[May 26, 2011]
A stupid blue car…a Prius I think it was. He was fleeing the scene, chasing someone. I was too far behind to prove it, but he couldn’t have been trying to ditch me, or maybe-No. He was chasing someone else, again. I am a 22 year old journalist, a frustrated, confused, coffee stained page writer. I use to smoke. With him old habits just die. His clothing, his shoes and jacket suggest he had been staking out the place all morning. It’s brisk out. I had to keep the van running-my heater’s a piece of crap.
His mannerisms, his hair, the way he walked, even his height were all different but his eyes. His eyes were a dead ringer. Death.
He once expressed to me, “We lose a part of our meaning, running from death because it is the order of life. Nothing ever cheats death it’s simply a matter of timing.”
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Angeliku/SINS [rough draft]
ActionLife is fleeting. When a college bound girl, Hayden Brooke, and her companions are saved from a fatal car crash she is seemingly given a second chance. Until she discovers that she’s being stalked by a Grim Reaper. Unable to run from certain deat...