Vampire deathAs I walked down the deserted road from where I remembered my childhood, the sun hitting off of my skin. Showing off my pale texture. I thought of what could possible happen to me anytime now.Vampire death
I had left my old coven and was now home. Not knowing why and how long for. My mother was long dead, along with my father. The last time I walked the road was when I was 17 years old in the year 1942.
I was to be married to a rich man, who was well known for his work. The man’s name was Mr. John O’sullivan. He was originally from Dublin but moved up here to Donegal once he found out that he had family.
I remembered
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I pushed the front door open and ran up the stairs. The tears that were streaming down my face were washing away my make up. Wet eyeliner and foundation dripping down my face. I didn’t notice anyone when I dashed into the house; I was hopping that my mom become aware of me crying, I fell quite for a spilt second, and I could still hear the music playing in the kitchen. My mom was always like that. When ever she was in the kitchen making dinner she would play music.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I collapsed on my double bed. I lay on my back looking around the bedroom; it see
HAY
Dead
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Grant my last request and just let me hold you, don't shrug your shoulders
Lay down beside me
Sure I can accept that we're going nowhere
But one last time let's go there
Lay down beside me
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♫•°o.O Sovereign of the Dead O.o°ღ™
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♫•°o.O Sovereign of the Dead O.o°ღ™
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