*Brags* 4th on curveball AND I figured out how to delete lower scores :P
17-11-2010 05:11 PM
go you ^.^
17-11-2010 05:11 PM
oooo story =] ^_^
17-11-2010 05:26 PM
I wrote a short story today...
The following content has been hidden - Reason : trigger? and long
I do not intend to offend anyone with this story. I know gay and transgender people and I like them!
'Flight number 2648 from Wellington International Airport, gate 13 to John F. Kennedy International Airport, New York City is delayed for 40 minutes due to technical problems.'
This is going to be a long night, I thought. Then I went to get another coffee. The last weeks were exhausting, first the wedding of my cousin in Perth and then the whole thing all over New Zealand. I wish I had the time to sleep on the plane, but I really had to catch up with the paperwork.
Sometimes I'm wondering why I wanted to have this job. I don't hate it, actually I really like it. It's always exciting, never gets boring, or a routine that's the same every day. Sometimes I wish I had one of those boring office jobs, a routine, good pay. I would finally have some time for my family. Wouldn't have to worry about my marriage or if I'll lose my two girls. It's actually just a matter of time now. That's probably the worst, waiting for the inevitable, for something to happen but not knowing when it will happen. It's almost a relief when it finally happens. The inevitable.
That reminded me of the last weeks. I knew he would do it again and I knew why he would do it again. I had the perfect profile. I knew how exactly he did what he did and I knew what motivated him... I probably knew him better than he knew himself. So, when I told the guys that were working the case with me that he would do it again they didn't believe me. I told them how he would do it and I told him why he would do it. The only thing I didn't know was when he would do it again. I could not convince them. That's the problem with foreign authorities, they don't trust us.
I was lucky and only had to wait for four days. The couple was definitely not as lucky as I was. At least he did it fast, they didn't suffer long.
When they got the call that they found another couple from the hotel it was such a relief for me. I don't enjoy it when things like that are happening, but it is such a relief when all the waiting is over.
I paid for the coffee and went back to the seating area at gate 13. The coffee was great, a million times better than the coffee I had in the last weeks. That's one of the things that are the same everywhere. The coffee at the police station tasted like it was made with old dishwater. Almost made me feel like home.
There was a flatscreen at the wall with the news on. They were talking about the surfing world champion ships in LA. Not very interesting. I checked my watch, still 25 minutes left.
The flatscreen caught my eye again, now there was a familiar face on the screen. The officer who was in charge of the case made an official statement that they caught the bad guy. The woman three seats next to me sighted relieved and kissed the man next to her. The case was in the media for weeks, almost always with bad news.
Now they showed the pictures of the victims when they were still alive. My cousin and her husband were there, too. It was the picture we took at their wedding. They went on their honeymoon to New Zealand and got killed after just two days. I got the call when I was on my way to the airport in Perth. Ten minutes later my boss called me, I should go to New Zealand and help the police there. It was because I was already in Australia, so they didn't have to send someone all the way from Virginia. He said he heard about my cousin. He knows that it is not good to work on a case where relatives are involved, because of all the details and you can't get too emotinal on the job. I told him I was fine with it, told him that I hadn't seen them for quite a long time before the wedding, that we weren't really close. I thought I could handle it but it was harder than I thought. I have to admit it was quite a traumatic experience.
To be at the crime scene, to analyze what they did. To see them, look at the wounds, her slit throat and his stabbed chest. To figure out that he slit my cousins throat first. The killer came from behind and surprised them. To imagine the terror on my cousins face when she felt the knife at her throat while he was inside her. The blood on her face, her hair. The killer pulled my dead cousin from her husband, then he stabbed his chest. It was obvious for me that they weren't his first victims. He already had a lot of practise. I remember the photos with all their gruesome details, the pale corpses.
Later, when we were interrogating the killer I asked him why he always killed couples on their honeymoon and why he had the men look away from their wifes. He told him, that he once was engaged but his lover broke up with him and married a woman instead. He felt betrayed by the love of his life.
'Passengers of flight 2648 from Wellington International Airport, gate 13 to John F. Kennedy International Airport, New York City can start boarding. First class passengers please come to the information desk.'
I startled and came back to reality. After I fully realized that it is finally time to board the airplane back home I got up in a hurry to get on the plane.
It's based on a dream I had about 3 years ago. I changed a lot though. The killer was dressed as a squirrel and he put makeup on the faces of his victims to make the look like squirrels, thats why he was gay in the dream. It made a lot morse sense in the dream.
17-11-2010 05:28 PM
Go Mark! You're gonna be 1st soon
17-11-2010 05:50 PM
sounds like Criminal Minds :P
17-11-2010 05:58 PM
I didn't watch criminal minds in ages.
It probably reminds you of it, because the character is a profiler.
How are you?
17-11-2010 06:38 PM
yeh i know =p.
if i finish this assignment in an hour it'll be a miracle =\
17-11-2010 08:07 PM
You can do it!
17-11-2010 08:14 PM
I think I need to be banned from facebook LOL!!! Some people are just RIDICULOUS!
Awesome Mark :) Is it helping to distract you?
17-11-2010 09:01 PM
*Hugs Helen* Curvebal really distracts me for a 5 minute stint at a time yep .
I am at my parents sat in the living room with my parents , uncle and brother in law . we are being picked up tomorrow at 9.10am to travel to the funeral .
17-11-2010 09:05 PM
*hugs Mark* going to think about the funeral tomorrow. It must be hard to go there.
17-11-2010 09:08 PM
hugs mark - be thinking about you
17-11-2010 09:15 PM
hmmmm... curveball really is an interesting game, while you're playing it anyway :)
*huggles mark and sends positive thoughts*
*hugs everyone in the ward*
How is every one doing today?
17-11-2010 09:18 PM
How are you all?
17-11-2010 09:25 PM
I'm having a headache, so will probably go to sleep soonish... (no painkillers in the house...)
17-11-2010 10:14 PM
I'm really sad still. Oh well.
Mark, hope tomorrow goes smoothly for you guys, all our (from wardies) are with you xxx