molly 11

 molly 11

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morose molly sat alone. she was typing her fictional story. she wrote about a man who wanted to kill himself.  she wrote about a guy named manny. his life was full of pain. he just wanted to end his pain. the pain was not a physical pain the way muscles ache after exercise nor the pain of joint in arthritis but a pain in the emotions. 

manny went to his doctor for usual annual check up. the doctor this year was a lady a fat lady. she wore a long white doctor coat and no glasses. her hair was gray and pointing in random directiions noyt smooth.

the doctor said "you look thiner than last year get on the scale". manny obeyd and stepd up on the scale. the number on the scale was 178 pounds. manny attakd with words "wrong i weigh more than last year--that is due to your shoes--i am not wearing shoes now--so i was wrong about shoes but due to your clothes weight--nope, i also wore clothing last year when i weighed--i KNOW what i see... you look thinner. this years clothing must be heavier! now stop arguing." then the doc emphasized the word i "EYE am the doctor."

manny grabd his shoes and sat on one of the 2 chairs for the interrogation. he pulled on his loafer style shoes that had no laces for tying.

the dod lookd thru the records of the year and askd "did you notice? yhis whole year you were not sick even once. no need for medication and not even a mild cold of coughing."

manny realized she was right and in contrast to previous years every winter he had been ill. almost every year as a teen he had a bacteriaal strep inflammation in his throat needing antibiotic. then every winter in age twentys he had several colds and at least once cawfd so much that he needed expectorant to cough efficiently and less. one year the cough worsened into  a lung inflamamtion yet ths year his health was much better.

he had survived the winter without needing any doc. he strained to recall if he even cawfd that year and he had not... ony the emotional pain which hurt much more intensely. stress and nervousnous that intensified.

time to lie. manny blurted out his lie nervously "i cant begin sleeping. i start" he paused and then rushing stressfully, his words hastily joind, with no space the words "to" with "laying down" but it came out quikly one word sounding like 2+lye "tolie" and he realized he was revealing that he was lying to doc... but he must continue... as he lyd nervously...

i cant fall asleep i just lay there thinking about arguments that are long past and cannot be changed. i cant relax and cant control my sleep.

my dreams are fild with the emotion of fear but i dont see any scry dream until i wake up and realize i felt fear and i awake full of stress emotionally exhausted.

the doc said "sounds like you could use anti-depressants". no this is not sadness this is sleep i need to relax and slide into sleep as in the past.

doc replyd "i never said sad i meant depressd like you cant get out of bed in the morning--the OPPOSITE of sleep i CANT sleep so i need a prescription for sleeping pills."

oh, she responded and brushed some crumbs from the bump of her shirt caused by her female shape, then continued "for sleeping pills you dont need any recommendation you can buy without rescription." manny was horrified. he had not even needed a doctor he coulda done his plan without her. but he was already here s he lyd MORE.

 i KNOW that already i needed a STRONG sleeping pill so i will stop anxious racing thouts how can you forget doc i relive past ARGUMENTS that is very stressfull".

"yes you do need a stronger sleeping pill i will give you a drug named denecrobionuclaiphexedron.

manny echoed "de-neck-row-buy-own-ook-clay-if-ex-ed-rin, sounds like heavy jit."

doc scribl'd the symbol on a tiny wyt square from her pad, and handed it to him. "doc dont i need your stamp?--nope. just the secret name." she explaind as she stampd it anyway with her blak stamp to ease his worrys.

manny jerkd the paper from her hands and was too excited to even thank her for aiding his plan. he jumpd out the door and rn out from the doc office past the negro that handled the phone calls. he thout yup blak skin answers phones... too poor to pay for college... in the endless cycle of poverty... but his doc was a white man... until today a negro lady... well that refuted his idea.

with stretjd strides he ran along the sidewalk pavement to the nerby pharmacy. he ran past the much-fat snax that were the opposite of healthy... to the booth with the pharmacist. he slipd the tiny square of paper under the glass window. for the first time he wonndered if the glass was to prevent people stealing the drugs or to due to ILL people buying medicine and sneezing on the pharmacist.

the kid inside pulled a small box of tablets and in a bored tone repeated the warning "these have causd addictions do not take daily...--nytly" interrupted manny. "...only when you need it.--yessir." 

manny brout the box to the cashier and paid by credit card... but the card got rejected. so he reached in his wallet for bills but he only had two ones... "this is all i have" manny hollerd and tryd to throw the two bills at the counter but they just floated daintily. manny fled the shop with his pills and waved at a cab. the taxier stopd and manny opend the bak door. "258 valentine lane, and if your quik i will add a five to the fare" announced manny. the driver jamd his foot on the gas and wove between the slower cars swerving suddenly zig and zag as motivated by the tip.

molly pausd her typing this was a good exciting story!

she hadnot even pland that part. so she continued typing... "manny reached his home and told the taxier "wait i will bring the fare but you had not driven fast enuf for the fiver."

as the taxier waited outside his house, manny hastily hurryd to the door. he was so excited about his plan that he coud not get the key into the lok. he glanced franticly at the taxier witing for the money that woud never come... his face rotated back to the lok passing the protruding glass window an angled glass near the door then a flat broad pane of glasss and on the far side another angled glss in symmetry. that was on the left side but the ryt side ti starboard was boring wall only gray brix no windows.

his eyes finally reach the key-hole and he jamd the key in and turnd and left the door wide open not just ajar, to fool the taxier... he grabd aa knife and cut the thin carton of the pill box and yankd the paper describing the drug and popd out one, two, three, four, five, six pills an entire row. of the powerful sleeping pills not just one for slumber and dozing into sleep but six smooth capsules of de-necro-mimboo.

he fild a blue mug with water and started the series... a capsule to the bak of the tung... a sip to swallow... and repeat six times...

then to to the soft sofa to end his pain and be free... he closed his eyes and waied to doze into sleep a sleep so deep that he woud never awkeen. to manny's horror he felt his stummik churn... and felt nausea... "no NO NO" he hollerd as his body pumped out the jet of white foam... all over his wood floor. he even faild at killing himself... and he realized the name of the drug de-necro means not dead !! it was made to prevent overdosing.

manny cusd angrily and returned to the knife that he had used to cut open the box. he knew that people committed suicide by cutting wrists... but he also knew about tying tourniqets. so he jamd the knife into the soft part of his upper thigh where a major vein returnd blood to his hart. the huge amount of blood powering his leg muscles was now pumping out on the white tiles of the kitchen... as he expected he felt dizzy and faint from loss of blood... as he fell to the floor he heard the taxier enter shouting "whereis my money" but the last thing manny saw was the face of the taxier appearing as mannys eyes colsed. he did not see nor know that the taxier saw the blood and dropd fainted.

molly concluded her story with tall letter "THE END".

that felt good... until she felt her own tummy churn... her monthly blood was pumping out and this time the ache was much harsher pain like a jab... something was wrong...

the pain was so great that she toppled from her bed where she had been sitting typing... and lay on the floor as her muscles spazd wildly. the physical pain was magnifyd by the monthly remider yet again she did not use her baby ability and potential... yet again...

she had started monthly blood late five months later than the other girls in her class and then she had not worried about passing months with no baby she had hundreds of months ahead of her... but the last few years since her 20th birthday every month was a reminder again and again and again that she misd another month... and she had no hope of finding a father for her kids... all the people around her were such bossy jerks... even daryl woud not be a good father spending so irresponsibly nobody was left... the hopless despair filld her combined with the physical ache of her cramps that hurt much worse than past months.. something was horribly wrong this time she woud die soon anyway and she thout about her story and knew what she must do.

molly jumpd from the floor and used the ache to drive her out the door and down the steps of the stair-well down and down she was out from her building and ran the short distance to the bridge... it was a narrow foot brij over the busy street. she knew she coud end her pain by jumping from that height probably ten feet a fall lik ethat woud certainly kill her well almost conclusively and if not a car woud hit her and people died from that.

she ran up the stairs... now fild with hope of ending her pains... trund left onto the brij and ran toward the lady walking toward her in a long orinj dress the popular style. molly aligned herself with the lane and readied to jump.but a row of cars was coming so she moved sideways to the other lane but a truck was coming.

another explosion of pain from her womb... the ain was so sharp and intense she MUST end this pain she leaped over the metal fence of the foot-brij... and aimd at the truck... but the truck was moving faster than shee had estimated... as she fell she felt a great super fear that filled her blinding every sensation... as she fell helplessly.

 she watched the red cab of the truk pass under her and she fell BETWEEN the red cab and the wyt box... her eyes watched the  passing as her eyes moved down and pasd  the long edj of the white box and instantly the edj cut into her tummy ... and the change of direction bangd her back into the red cab before sshe coud blink her hed slamd the red cab and she was ded befor her head hit the pavenment below the truk and dragd her ded face a few more yards before the truk stopd.

why had he stopd?

the driver whose name was trevor trimain, heard a bang and without a thout slamd his foot into the brake pad. whatever was in the box of the truk flew continuing in the direction of the truk... smashing into the same wall of the box that had shattered mollys skeleton... but worse than one death... the car behind it... its driver a woman named lace lapfeld did not expect a sudden stop... as the few yards between her car and the truck shrunk she DUG her foot into her brake to stop but still  she crashed into the box of the truk. the window of her windsheild shatterd and flew forward... away from lace as her body bumpd forward straining her safety belt. the driver behind lace... a man named kyle klug, was hurrying to deliver his packet of heroin before the thugs shot his kids... who he lovd far more than his wife... who always nagd him about doing things her way and pointing out his mior flaws as if they were a big fuss... well he was rushing for his kids sake and he was TOO CLOSE to the sea-blue car at his front so when her brake lyt flashed and shined he had no time to stop he saw her hit the truk and and the CRUNCH was followed by a second crunch as his pale green nissan added a second crash into the blue car the force threw the blue car to double tap the truk and its rear jumpd up from the pavement and passed the front of itself crunching into the wyt box of the truk and ripping the metal. poor lace had survived the first crash... but only for a millisecond before she was crushed upside down in the white box. apparently the truk was carrying cartons of ketchup bottles as the red ketchup sloshed on the pavemnet and the blue car slid forwrd crushing more of the contents of the truk.

much of the force of the green car went to the blue one so th egreen car slowed drasticly... as its driver named kyle flew forward over his steering wheel and thru his glass windsheild... when his head slamd thru it he died instantly... and he flew due to not wearing a safety belt over the gap to the box of the truk and even over the tyres of the now wrekd blue car and landed on...

GASP children.

kyle so the kids faces just before his head hit the floor of the box between two kids.

his shoulders crushed the chest of those two young victims.

molly jump had kild far more people than she pland far more than any healthy society woud imagine possible... the white box of the truk was pakd with rows of smuggled kids who almost all perishd in this crash.

if molly knew she certainly would have waited for the truk to pass despite her super pain.

the truk stopd and the drivers behind also stopd and and went around on both sides of the truck til trevor opend the driver door and the oncoming car shreikd to a stop... its roof under the elevated door of the truk cab. trevor stepd onto the roof of the sparkly-red  car and paced along the rood and the back trunk to examine his truk. he saw the metal of the box wrinkled like an accordian and heard the shrieks with the voice of kids in the box of the truck finally he reached the place where the box lost its wall and saw the blue car on the crushed kids... and he fell fainted from the trunk of the red car... and hit his head on the pavement adding one more death to the tragedy.

later cops inspected the scene of the massacre.

the unintended massacre killed over twenty people.

they found molly's mangled body. shatterd by the truk impact and her head and skull scraped by the pavement. she had succeeded in ending her pain and her death was so sudden she did not feel the impact on the pavement.

they found kyle's corpse the driver of the green car and his heroin pack... the delivery did not arrive and far away in his home the thugs obeyd their boss to set an example and killed kyles family... causing the added deaths of three more children and of a human lady, very recently widowed, that woud no longer find faults in her husband..

they found lace's corpse crushed in the blue car on the floor of the wyt boc of the truk. they found the corpse of  trevor who had fainted and fallen from the red car and unconscious ramd his head into the pavement shattering his skull. bone ripd thru his soft brain tissue and the released blood destryed the remains of his brain. his nek akso broke but he was dead before the neck broke.

the kids in the truk... had been sitting in rows and the few survivors were all in a daze. not just from the tragedy but they had all been drugd. none had marks of drug injections in ther arms and the one boy who talked reported that nobody injected anything but he felt drowsy after he ate the soup that the king couple had given them before the trip. the cops understood what was in the soup.

under the blue car, when they lifted it with a crane they found five rows of kids. three rows of girls who looked like mexican faces. two rows of boys four boys with lyt skin. later two of these were identified as missing kidnapd kids. the other two were a mystery not american kids perhaps smuggled from outside. and the other row was four crushed dark skin kids. those corpses were crushed under the blue car and were found when a crane lifted the blue car.

another row of girls with chinese faces was killd by the impact of the blue car and only one of them was born in america. her parents were found but the others must have been smuggled over the border to be moved together.

the survivng row was four boys who were too dazed and drugd to remember anything before the kind couple with wide smiles gave them soup. the row behind those four boys had two deaths from the body of kyle. and the two beside the on the edges were crushed when the sides of the truk bent like an accordian and folded inward where no human was meant to be.

the last row had smakd their heads on the wall the same moment mollys body had been cut by the edj of the box of the truk. those four chinese girls died instantly. 

total deaths: molly, the three drivers, trevor lace and kyle the one not wearing a safety belt. kyles family added four deaths as a result of not delivering the heroin drug by order of the thugs.

the leader of the thugs killd his two henchmen to prevent witenesses totalling ten including three kids.

the kids in the truk added 8 chinese girls but 4 chinese boys survived. one born in america who was returned to his parents. the others trafikd.  twenty more dead children as above crushed in the briefest instant by the flying blue car.

as horribe as death is and the sickening way to die by crushing they were saved from years of pain and suffering intended for those smuggled kids.

mollys suicide had caused the deaths of over thirty more people... so dont jump from a bridge...

now it is time to tell the story of molly's corpse.

they searched her pockets for id but lady clothing has no pockets. she hd not carried her purse with her wallet and credit cards and she never botherd to get a driver license. her coat had pockets but they only had extra gloves.

who was the the lady sawed and hacked in her thorax and how did she end up between the cab and the box head down with a hakd belly

??

one witness... the lady on the bridge reported that she saw a young lady leap from the bridge and slam into the truk.

but who was the jumper? no name no purse no credit card. they must chek her dna and notify her family. there was no way off knowing because her phone was lokd.

its screen was shatterd and found on the pavement behind the stopd green car. the cops put the cell phone with its shatterd screen that somehow displayed the lok screen into a plastic evidence bag.

later after realizng they coud not identify the corpse of molly, they brout the phone to a technician to see if it was her phone or one of the identified adults perhaps kyle or lace or trevor who all died with their driver licens and photo id cards.

the technician read the memory chip and saw all the frends contacts had been deleted.

only one name remained daryl.

so they attached the damage phone to a computer and called from the cellular to daaryl.

luckily he had not deleted his ex-girlfrend's number and after only two rings he answerd "molly?" then they understoof the phone was not kyle nor lace nor trevor but must identify the jumper.

they informed darryl that they found mollys corpse. "now it all makes sense," respnnded darryl, "she was acting strange and must have been going insane. i will let you into her home to investigate her suicide." laterthey found her story about a man trying to overdose with sleeping pills.

darryl's reaction was "poor molly lost her mind... she started crumbling and due to that errd in separating and then a worse judgement to kill herself.

darryl woud continue looking or a new girlfrend and his story will continue this story despite molly's stroy ending.

oh ! i almost forgot. they also sent her dna for a test of identity before they used the phone. a week ag=fter they found darryl by her phone and identified her a molly the test of dna came back

who weremolly's parents?

well darryl had never met them and had never even asked molly what her parents name was nor where they lived.

he only knew she was born in america and had assumed she was born here in the same building he met her which was a stupid assumption.

darryl said she was unemployed, so no boss and no contact information at any job. the staff at the dwelling tower did not know anything about her and had not been allowed to ask for personal information.

the dna test was the only way to identify her parents.

even in her room when they found her purse it only confirmed the detail that they already knew that eher name was molly and she had dated daryl.

her phone lakd any number for her parents and her purse too.

the dna test was shocking results.

between the section that geneticists know describe the eyes and the ears was a segment that differed from most humans that they had decoded... instead of being near each other a segment from the junk dna that did not describe any body part was there between the eye and the ears. they could see the chemical signal for her eye color. the geneticist had responded to this discovery by writing the location of the strange anomoly and skipping to the art of the dna where that sequence of junk dna is common...

there he found the swap

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in the place of that junk dna was a srries of chemicals that bridged between the continuing pattern of the common junk dna in humans to the other side where only PART of the description of glands that produced hormones were symbolized in chemical patterns. the bridge was 78 pairs of chemical that replaced part of the hormonal glands and bridged until part of the junk dna as above. this segment was unexpectedly a sequence identical to the series of a strand of part of the rna in the virus called influenza.

that is crazily impossible. how did a segment of viral rna grow in a lady body and why did she have no parents.

they traced her genetic sequences that indicated one parents was from irish style but the  mix did not match any human group... not native american nor native chinese nor native... anything... was she cloned using a virus to grow a copy of some child who did have irish parents?

darryl claimd it matched her psersonality and odd behavior that she was a hybrid human and visitor meaning non-human visitor from a different planet.

the detectives did not want to accept any explanation that was based n ideas that were not known but darryl insisted that the suicide and dna all matched her dd behavior before their date and her irrational behavior during the date when they separated and was the best expalnation for her losing her ability to think that led to jumping off the brij.

yes that was the best expalnation.

the story will continue with darryls adventures.

another huge chapter ready, this dawn i awoke inspired by two ideas resulting from mollys suicide. the tragedy of the crushed kids and the odd dna and why they needed to examine her dna as told from the prespective of her ex-date darryl. 4300 words 

wow !