International Writers Magazine: Angel of Death
white outlined body plastered flashes on and off which indicated
the stranger to step forward. Her white fur coat weighed her tiny
body down as she began a rythmatic movement.
glides across the glass icing which has layered the road. I began
to follow mesmerized
not knowing what the future brings
BOOM! Her angelic life was gruesomely interrupted.
shocked and totally taken by surprise, I took a step back and observed
the horror that had just occurred. Her mind and body were slammed by
an oncoming ton of metal which had accidentally ran a red light. I watched
as her life was thrown down into the artic earth. She lay there trying
to recollect what had just happened.
I ran over to the victim and violently screamed to see if she was all
right. No response. Just a pair of blue glass marbles moving slowly
from left to right. She looked as though her mind was struggling to
process any kind of thought. Gently, I scooped her head up with my hands
and looked directly into her soul. I could hear the heavens calling.
I am afraid and wish to know what will happen next. She rotates her
vision one final time up into the irritated gray sky. Suddenly everything
stops for this angel and profound silence sucks out all sound except
I try to promise that everything will be fine but in truth I am completely
powerless. A spotlight of sunshine highlights her left eye and causes
her to squint and look up. Now that the sky has opened up and welcomed
the day, her life has ended. I could almost feel all of her senses drain
out of her body. She can no longer process out any information and does
not respond to my voice. The unbearable pain has won the battle. Her
breath became slower and short creating mournful like sighs. A storm
of tears flow down her lifeless cheeks.
I placed my hand over he heart and felt it beat slower as a pool of
liquid Robatossin created a halo around her head. Her eyes automatically
shut and just as easily she came into reality that very morning, she
© Joanna Valevich
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