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The night was thick with mist and the air was dank and mouldy smelling as I left the house to travel to my aunt Julia’s house. I edged in to the taxi that was now full of my belongs that were obtained over 15 years of living on this god forsaken world. I turned to my mother and she just gave me the ‘its for the best’ look this was not reassuring I can assure you now. Her blue grey eyes were brimming with tears and sooner than I thought she flung herself at me and pulled me into a massive hug and out of the taxi then she whispered in my ear “ It’ll work out fine and sooner than you think we will be united” t

What do you do when every peice of you is ripped up before your eyes? What do you do when every piece of religion or belief you may have had is then cut up and torn in fromt of you? Do you sit in a corner crying yourself to sleep to cover all the scars hoping that maybe when you get up it was that you were asleep for years and you are living happily ever after? You see life for me has always been a movie happy and you are just chugging along in a box and never find out the lies and they take it to the grave with them so you have wool over your eyes. This box gives you rose coloured spectecles and makes even the bad seem good and well. Maybe

I have been deniying it for so long its starting to sound like the truth. My heart was telling me yes, but my head was telling me no. Is there anyway this can be made easier for me. I knew I should have never trusted him, but still. I love him. well thats what I thought. I don't know why he did this to me it was almost torture. The thing is that when life got me down all I would do is think of him then I would just pull a stupid smile and all would be well, but now that you have taken yourself what is there for me to believe in anymore. If he gave up why can't I? If my inspiration is gone how am I to carry on? Will I forever be asking myself

Well it all started on that fateful night. The air was cold as ice. Mist gathered on the field around me I could feel eyes burning holes into the back of my head. I turned around but nothing was there. I slowly stroled toward the trees where the mist was less dense, I was now regreting my choice to not bring a coat with me. I know it sounds supid but as I neared the closest tree my spine shivered and paranoia set in. This left me paralysed then all I felt was a sharp pain in my ribs and head then there was black. When I awoke I had the most almighty head ache ever. when I looked around and all I saw was trees. The air was dank and the smell o

the moon shines on my face i look as white as bone i gaze at your grave which is where i sent you when you betrayed my love icicles drip from my unbeating stone heart i sucked your soul dry ok love my eyes are rubys in the moonlight my hair a mess a sickly silk feeling my heart heavy with steel rage your body is beneath me as i walk the cobble path alone at midnight it reeks of death the full moon eerie my breath steam against the coldnight in hate i shall mourn you forever i sucked your soul dry ok love my eyes are rubys in the moonlight my hair a mess a sickly silk feeling my heart heavy with steel rage your body is b

clocks creep slow towards midnight the hour of the living dead my soul cursed the deal was sealed sunlight burns us banished to a life of ight my lifes in ruin eat the blood of your victims we drain the life from you hang your head low in shame keep me from a life mundane sunlight burns us banished to a night of night my life is in ruin your worst enemie taunt us never lose faith Vampire is all we are we need no label just a home

The door slamed behind me as a sharp wind blew around me. The night air was like a knife slicing at my skin I knew I should have worn something warmer there was no light in this small cavernous walk way. Although as I pulled my phone out of my pocket little light rendered the flagstone walls and cobbled floor. With the little light I had I could just make out a hand bekoning it was all old and aged. As I atempted to move there was a crack from underneath me. As I placed my phone back in my pocket dark encroched once again I cautiously steped toward what I had seen in the distance. Ravens love to rain on parades but in my catastrophic mind it