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I look at my fingers at the dirt, soil, and blood...as I slowly sit up and look all around me. I am in a cemetary. There are graves everywhere and trees. I feel frightened and feel tears roll down my cheeks. I stand up and turn around and see the grave marker. It has my name on it. I moan out loud and drop to my knees. I died. I can't remember anything. I try to calm my nerves and think back or try to recall my last memory. Think. Clear your head and think. Yes....I remember now.....I was leaving the club, it was late and it was dark. My car was in shadows...someone grabbed me from behind....I remember the sharp sting on my neck..and I remember the fear, excitement, and pleasure that rolled through me all at the same time before the darkness overwhelmed me.

I reach up and touch my neck. There are two puncture wounds there that are scabbed over. I hear a rustle of the leaves in the distance and direct my attention towards the sound. Nothing but the breeze blows through the trees. I open my eyes and nearly jump back when my eyes suddenly focus on the shadowed area as if I was standing right in front of it. My ears hear another sound of twigs breaking.

I jump up and stand ready to fight and protect myself. I wipe the tears away from my cheeks and when I pull them away there is blood on my hands. There is the sound again and I look up. I see a shadow. Is it the tree?

Oh god, what has happened to me? Suddenly I feel a cramping and twisting torturing my stomach. I hold my abdomen as the pain increases. I cry out and drop again to my knees. Not now, I feel danger close to me.

I have to protect myself....please I am so thirsty, wait, just wait till I get somewhere safe.

The pain increases and I drop to my elbows now, feeling sick and becoming weak. Tears begin flowing again and I feel nothing but agony, the shadow now forgotten. I hear footsteps coming towards me....no. not now.

I scream out in pain when I feel a strong but gentle hand on the back of my hand....I can't look up. I don't want to see the monster about to attack me....instead I see a wrist in front of my eyes........a man's wrist, cut and blood spilling out of the gash.

"Drink, it will make you feel better." his voice said with care. His sounded like honey and the more I looked at his wrist the more my thirst increased. No. I can't drink blood, that is gross.

But the smell was so sweet. My hands became their own and they grabbed his wrist and pulled it to my mouth.....I expected bitter metallic liquid to pass by my tonge but it was only sweetness and I sucked more pulling more of the juice into my mouth.............aaaaahhhhhh, my limbs feel so good.........oh god, I feel like I am having orgasm but only better.............the thirst is letting up, the cramps gone........I want more....I suck more pulling with my tongue for the juice to flow quicker into my mouth......when suddenly the wrist is jerked from my mouth but the gentle hand on my head holds me firmly as I reach for the wrist again.

"That is enough child"........I look up at the man........and I feel my mouth hang open and all I can do is stare at his beauty........his long dark hair and his black eyes.............I sit back on my knees and he smiles at me.......................'to be continued'........

I open my eyes and there is darkness all around me. I reach out with my hands and feel the hard surface above me. Frantic I move my hands out to the sides and the hard surface is all around me. I feel the panic rise within me. I have to get out of here. I scream but nothing comes out, I can't breathe. I begin hitting my fist on the surface above me. I feel tears run down my cheeks and I hit my fists harder and harder...and I jump when my fist punches through the surface. Soil falls down on my face and I spit it out of my mouth.

I push the broken surface more as more dirt falls in...I try to sit up and frantically I claw through the dirt and pull into the area with me. Finally I make enough room to pull my body upwards as I keep digging and clawing through the soil....Finally my fingers break through the surface and I feel the cool night air. Panic goes away and I feel excitement mixed with relief and dig faster.

I finally find the night and pull myself up out of the hole in the ground. I lay down on the soft cool grass and roll over onto my back and look up at the stars and the moon.

What is going on? Who buried me alive?...........to be continued....

I hear you.........whispers in my ear...........carried by the breeze.........I turn and there is no one there, just a dark shadow........wait! Is that you?.I run towards the shadow, but alas it is not you...........sigh..................let me sit really still under this full moon and let its light shine down on me..............maybe if I clear my mind, I will hear you again.

I will wait for you my Lord...................I will come to you in the darkest of night..........call me my Lord, my heart is being pulled in your direction.......I feel you I just can't find you.........the dark nights are long without you.

I am a shy vamp, hiding in the shadows, afraid to come out but desiring to play..........where is he? The one who sired me..........is he lost to me forever.......before he guided me into this new life........I am lost.....................lost.