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My head is lying within my palms, trying to forget what I have done, her scream, the blood the look upon her face as I was done. I felt sick and disgusted, frightened a force made me the pain inside, but the pain is gone, not quit yet I still feel it inside deep within me a feeling of hunger, a darkened feeling: yet I wept for the visions haunted me. Why for what, I could not reason with my mind. Suddenly a chill fills my room and seems to fill my heart and soul. A coldness not of the night but a feeling of I don’t know. A touch, a scent from nowhere or a trick in my mind, but it was a feeling on my shoulder. My instincts react, my hand grabs and touches skin, a hand; I reel around to face my foe………I stumble back, stumble into the wall. Frightened, shocked all in one, a shadowy figure in the moonlight, who, why did someone see what I have done. It slowly moves forward, a face, hair than those eyes, I know those eyes. I feel paralyzed, my mind says run, yet my body can’t move. I try to force my eyes shut to give me strength to run yet I can not even do that. Those eyes keep me focused on her, those eyes a lore to death.

A finger rises to her mouth “shhhhhhhhh, I shall explain” My eyes never leave hers as she explains what has happened. My thoughts seem to races as her story unfolds. My mind is in disbelief for the fable she has spun, yet I feel the truth inside of me. For the moments of the night show me the path that she had taken. I slowly crumble to the floor, my arms around my knees, almost weeping, yet confused trying to understand. Movies and fables didn’t seem to follow the action of tonight, vampires in our society was lore and things to scare children with chores. Real, yes all real. My head just shook in disbelief. I sat for moments trying to comprehend, to understand. She kneeled before me watching as my mind snapped and adjusted to what she spoke. She outstretched her hands and laid them upon me as to comfort what I have absorbed. I stared into her, yet her eyes no longer held me, her eyes no longer scared me, her face was that of a goddess, her lips luscious and full and red like that of a good wine. She leaned forward and gently kissed me. I knew than that night she was looking for a companion, not just a meal. She smiled; a small smile breached my face. She helped me to my feet and motioned her head; I knew it was time for the sun would soon be up. For if fables were true that would be a pain that I wished not to know yet.We opened the door, I turned and looked around the house; pictures and furniture I shall never see again………..a single tear fell from my eye. My hand wiped it off before it came to rest upon the floor. I smiled at her as we headed into the night. The door slowly closes and all is gone.

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BornfromDeath
17:15 Feb 21 2008

your stories are the best hun......

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myonlydarkangel
17:12 Apr 01 2008

excelent!!!

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A rustle , the sheets twitch, my hand raises to rub my brow as my eyes try to focus, Headache an ache in my stomach. God to much to drink, I think. I sit up on the side of the bed and bow my head looking to the blurry floor. I tilt my haed back and forth popping the aching muscles. God what a night. My mind races trying to remember, yet the doors to some rooms in my mind are still closed yet locked away from me. Why? I remember something, what Those eyes, I remember the most compelling eyes. I stand yet the pain in my stomach aches, sweating, whats wrong with me, I draw the curtain. Tis still night, what am i just not relaxing unable to sleep, A figure walking. I see in the lamp lights, a glow around her, I place my hands apon the window, my heart seems to race, no not mine hers. a beating calling me, my stomach , ohhh the pain. I watch memorized by the beat in my head , no my ears in my mind. I turn to get away, yet the beating there, haunt me, callin me,. I dress swiftly and run to the door, i pause to open yet the calling of the beat, thump thump my mind races. the door knob turns the door, opens, thump thump. The night seems to enlighten me, the moon is my sheltering guide, the wind the delivier of scents that tease me with the flowers and something, something.. The beating it calls. I close the door, why must I follow, I don't know, the beating the pain inside of me, hunger yet not satisfied. I follw yet wheres the beating, the beating is close. I see her under the lamps staying close fightened of what the night the moon or shadows. The beating, the pain I must go , i follw yet stay in the night, hidden why afraid , must follow the beating. she looks back yet i am hid, the racing beats seem to increase does she know I am here, Her pace quickens, so do I. she almost seems to run yet i follw the beat and seem to gain. I approach my hand reaches to her, she turns...........................her eyes wide and screams, pain in my ears i cover her mouth, her heart races, I can't control my urge. I lower and bite, yes feed, the taste heightens, senses on fire, the beat it races, the blood chases the beat, streams in my mouth my mind is blank. the beat slows, yet tired yet drained, slows and stopps. she lays in my grasps,limber free, I feel sick,ache in my stomach, sick yes i get, better feel alive. must flee home santuary, run. the door seems to come alful fast to my senses. my room i sit and go over what has happened, a rage from a fool, a sickness in my mind of her face her eyes. why i hunger why my head is in my hands................................

For as I lay here in the night, the lights from outside reflect shadows apon my wall, giving the resemblance of ghosts that have invaded my head. For are they my thoughts or those Images real. My eyes flash for a shodow does move, yet I breath heavy and glance around the small darkened room. A whisper from an image, is this in my head or am I going nuts, it moves comes closer , but stays out of the light, "who" what is this a trick of my broken mind. The eyes, the eyes I am drawn too, I can't move, staying focused on those eyes, yet why for what is this dark image. The eyes move closer, A feeling apon my bed of weight moving closer. The sound of a breath, yet it is not mine "who" the sight of a lovely face, yet those eyes. The weight of her as she straddles me, smiling as her body rocks on mine, the smell of sweat apon her skin, those eyes. She leans down and kisses me so gently, the taste of her lips, soft yet strange, my thoughts of lust or passion tonight. It grows, she moans as she rides me and archs here back, "god" I whisper in excitement, she looks deep into my eyes, Those eyes they haunt me, she slowly leans to me another kiss perhaps. The glisten of white, teeth, fangs! I try to yell but it is to late, I can only garble for my life is drawn from my neck, my blood, my energy, I try to push her off, yet I want it "yes" want it. Than all is silent, my eyes focus and blur before the light fading gleam, I see the figure wipe her mouth and smile, she turns and vanishes than all is black,.................

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pandorabox
17:45 Feb 26 2008

very good. i love it all.

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DeirdreL
21:27 Apr 02 2008

It is very good, all of them. You are creative and it shows so much emotion in the stories.

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