Sunday, October 18, 2009,
Chapter 33: Paradise
He shoots. I’ll let death embrace me, his chilly fingers creep around my back and around my neck. Yes. I’ve been wishing to die for so long.***Run.You still have much more to live for. Just run.***I can feel my legs move involuntarily. I run, and run, as crate after crate explodes. And the further I go, the further I am from Evans. He can’t hurt me now.And I can’t hurt him.I watch from the docks as the warehouse is blown into pieces, and fireworks are blown off, filling the night sky with a vibrant display of colors.Goodbye, Evans.Enjoy your paradise.
11:28 PM