ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I am a young writer looking to be noticed and would love to be published by your company. My writing style is different but it still makes sense and has meaning and I do take my writing extremely serious. [December 2005]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) 89-93 (Novels) A novella about war and romance. [13,884 words]
Burn In Fire, 6th Degree Burn Steve Naswell
"I am sorry but this knife wont cut her skin, she's to sad"
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"We've waited to long, this is her fate"
As she lies on the table with no voice or movement, we all stare to see her eyes full of bright color and water where it looks as if innocent children swim but drown because no one is watching. We cry to make up for the tears she can't shed.
"What is her name, why is there tubes in her body"
"The power went out and it was all black and white, then when we saw color she appeared covered in red with a help me sign on the back of her neck"
"Is she an angel, it looks like cancer growing out of her back"
Her wings were cut; she must have fallen from a plane or a goodbye. Nothing made sense, only thing they knew was that she was losing weight and flying up to heaven. They had to strap her down; they had to tear off what was left of her wings. For less than a second she let out the most beautiful cry one could ever here, she wasn't dead she was only pretending. She wasn't dying, like a whittle in rose she was becoming human.
"Doctor, Doctor. She's talking, she says she remembers"
"What does she remember?"
"She doesn't know, all she can say is forget everything you know"
Moving up and down against the ropes that hold her down, she is trying to get free. Lights broke and sound stopped moving. She wouldn't stop yelling, she wouldn't stop bleeding. Her nose, mouth and ears all spilled blood; her skin was as white as melting snow. Her body was turning into a metaphor.
The rooms were shattering, the floors were cracked. In a blind second she broke past the ropes and hands then dropped to the floor imprinting a struggle for her life on the tiles.
"Is that it, is she dead"
"Angels can't die, they are forever"
"What shall we do with the body?"
"Fire will make her beautiful"
They fed her to the forest, not too far and not too deep. With every step they took she had been losing weight. 50 feet later, only one of two had to carry this one. Around stones she laid motionless. It took a box of matches to spark her skin but wouldn't start a flame. They poured kerosene, cyanide and mercury and still nothing helped there obsession for instant innocence. Nothing would work nothing at all. Until a strange man who made this angel of unknown's heart to start.
"Hello"
"The fire is not the answer"
"I know how to end this heart ache"
With just one step, there hands colliding and one word.
"Helena"
Her eyes open wider than the words he would say next. He looked her in the eye and walked away while dropping her hand like car crash. The man had disappeared and this cut off angel laid back down with her arms across her chest. Blue smoke and white dust escaped out of her soul.
"I guess that's how a broken heart is fixed"
"How"
"The truth about how they both feel without saying a word, the truth that they are gone and its time to move on even if it takes a million years to become human again"
"Is it worth it?"
"She seemed to think so, and her eyes didn't argue"
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"Its very creative and descriptive, but i dont get it. Is it just me? because i dnt understand" -- Aimee, new zealand.
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