I was sitting on the park bench, crying silently and watching the pedestrians. I blinked once and then I wasn't on the bench. I was in an old abandoned house, the doors and walls as fucked up as my dad. Someone was standing near me, taking in my appearence. "Yesssss, very good for a gaurd," the voice said, coming from the shadows. I kept my mouth shut. I learned at an early age it was better to keep it closed than to open it and remove all doubt. The man was suddenly in front of me, his hands reached out as if to touch my face. He grabbed my head and snarled. The अगला thing I know, his fangs are causing deep pains in my neck.
~two hours later~
I woke up and took in my surroundings. I saw the man and smelled his blood. I snarled monsterously. "Now, now. Behave या I'll have to leave आप here to die." I snarled again. "You fucking vampire!" I screamed and lunged at him. I missed द्वारा an inch and I screeched again. He left. Just disappeared. I never saw him again. He left me to die.
~two hours later~
I woke up and took in my surroundings. I saw the man and smelled his blood. I snarled monsterously. "Now, now. Behave या I'll have to leave आप here to die." I snarled again. "You fucking vampire!" I screamed and lunged at him. I missed द्वारा an inch and I screeched again. He left. Just disappeared. I never saw him again. He left me to die.
