| User | BeautifulGrace | | Topic | Wrong Kind of Fate | | Message | Do you believe in fate? Not the kind of fate that causes two people to meet while walking their dogs and live happily ever after in a house with a white picket fence, and whose child finds the cure to the common cold or AIDs. But the type of fate that causes a serial killer to meet his net victim while eating at a diner. It’s funny you know, when one thinks of fate you think of something wonderful and meaningful that was just meant to happen. Never does one think of the horror fate causes. How fate let that woman go to that diner on the corner next to her office, that one diner she never goes to. But on this one night, unlike any other, she goes into the diner for a nightcap after a hard day of work. How fate let that man see her. And change her life forever. Actually, change her lack of life-her death. There is no name for this fate of evil. For no one thinks of this fate, only of the wonderful blessings of fate. Of how two strangers just happen to walk their dog on the same night, start a conversation, look deep into the other’s eyes, and know, just know that it was meant to be, that they are the one you are going to truly live forever with. They can already see the white picket fence, and their child. They can’t see the things their child is going to do, but they have faith. Faith in fate. The very fate the brought them together. They didn’t see the woman look out towards the world, hesitate and then enter the diner just across the street from the park where they were walking their dogs on a midnight stroll. The couple’s life was changed. Their pure existence to the world was altered. And maybe they altered someone else’s end of existence. Perhaps as that woman walked passed that diner, the diner her future killer was in. Maybe... just maybe, when she looked out she saw the couple in the park, and was lost because she didn’t have the comfort they had just found. Is the possible she went into the diner because she had no one, yet she saw a lovely couple walking their dogs and just decided she had to have that drink to ease the pain of not having someone, anyone, to walk her dog with. Could that be the reason she then went into that diner? The very diner she had never once set foot in throughout the course of her life. But once was enough. He was there. Because of how wonderful fate was to those two people, one woman would die, another murder would go unsolved, a tired police officer would have one more case to haunt him, one family would be missing a daughter, and one dog missing his friend. |
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| User | GiveMeTheGun | 2005-07-26 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | -snicker-
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| User | BeautifulGrace | 2005-07-25 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | This isn’t meant to be read as much as it is to be said which is why there are fragments galore. I do tend to repeat myself a lot and cutting down would help. Thanks. |
| User | Rokhal | 2005-07-25 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | There’s a ton of sentence fragments, also, like "But the type of fate that causes a serial killer to meet his net victim while eating at a diner." A little goes a long way, if at all. |
| User | BeautifulGrace | 2005-07-24 | | | Subject | what? | | Message | Once there’s only one of them?
I know I need paragraphs and structure, but I can’t seem to place them correctly... I was kind of hoping for that kind of feedback. |
| User | wewak11 | 2005-07-24 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Umm, you trying to hypnotise me? Try formatting and I might read it (once there’s only one of them) |
| User | Ratiomeducet | 2005-07-24 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | No.. I don’t believe in fate.. (I also didnt read all that! MWAHAHA!) |
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