kay, its kinda like a reaction peice. its very rough still, so please criticize away. theres one part in particular that i think is VERY weak, we'll see what you guys think. smile thanks, and i hope nobdoy takes this too bad.


a wave of patriotism was sweeping through the country, making his whole body sick. it began with his heart, he felt as bad as he had when he had gotten divorced from his first wife. then, his stomach started acting up, making him naseous at all hours of the night, keepking his hunger at bauy. it was vaguely reminiscient of the five years that he had been addicted to heroin. he could be perfectly fine for up to three days, but the pain would strike randomly. and relentlessly. finally cmae the onset of the migraines. they usually popped up at night. most of the time, right after he had dritred into slumber. he would be edging into the territory of morpheus, and would be jolted back to the real world by a stabbing pain like no other. there was nothing to compare this to. he had been stabbed twice and shot once, but none of these experiences compared to the onslaught that tormented his head. when he had dealt and done drugs, he had once OD'd on cocaine. he had passed out, only to awaken five days later to a numb existence. he literally could not feel his entire body. after the passage of one day, however, the pain that was racking his being reminded him of just how human he was.

despite all of this, J'avon was not a bad guy. he had cleaned up years ago, and had been on the wagon since then. he had met a girl about four years ago, they fellin love shortly after that, and just five months ago, he had proposed to her. the wedding was palnned for next month.

J'avon had continued going to his dayjob through the pain. he was a model employee, always showing up early, and volunteering to stay late. his boss, Dan, was thinking of promoting him, both because he deserved it, and because Dan thought it would help J'avon with the costs of marriage. it would be a nice wedding girl, though Dan, for the employee that he thought of as a nephew, if not a son.

on the thursday morning that J'avon didn't show up to work, therefore, Dan wasn't just surprised, he was shocked. J'avon appeared three hours late, stalking down the hallway of his office building with a shotgun leveled at his boss. J'avon was a six foot four inch, blonde-haired Anglo American. Unfortunately for Dan, he was a Muslim.

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By the time the police had gotten J'avon under control, the media had been there for half an hour. When the officers put J'avon in the squad car, MSNBC got a close-up of his blood-splattered face taht would adorn the cover of every newspaper in the country the next day. And a sound bite that would live in infamy: "I represent America! And the American way! All you terrorists are going to hell!"

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"What about David? What are you doing with him?"
"What you should be doing with me..."

"what if you dont come back?"
"well then...i guess i was never really here..."

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