How strongs your imagination? Are bạn capable of doing anything bạn want? If your answer is yes to any of these các câu hỏi then maybe just maybe bạn can set foot into my world of terror,romace,hatred and a desperate hunger,and loss of loved ones...
My names Jessy ...
And this is my
story....
* CHAPTER ONE*
MOM AND DAD
"OUCH!!" I screamed in pain. Usualy when i scream like that my parents come running in the door...Awkward nothing happened. I feel my neck (my fingers dip into two indentations on my neck) "MOM,DAD!?!" I yelled helplessly. Still i had gotten no responce. I grabed my scarf and wraped it around the gaping wound on my neck. I stood up and got thrown off balence bởi a ngẫu nhiên painful presure in my head. I ignored it and moved phía trước, chuyển tiếp and started down the hallway. As i walked down the hall. I seen the dim light of my parents room through the crack in the door way leaving a path of light on the floor. I moved foreword. My hand reached for the knob. And i slowly opened it. And what i saw right then and there will haunt me for the rest of my life...
What i saw made me sick to my stomach. Mom and Dad were both in giường pail white and dead. They looked looked like prunes sucked of all there juices,not trying to be funny but thats what i saw. And what made me cry the most was they were holding eatchothers hands. I droped to my knees and began to cry harder. From the force of me hitting the ground the pain shot up to my head and moved down my spine. I screamed in antaganizing pain. I got up and slowly walked towrds my dad. I picked up his limp hand and squeezed it tight. I started to take off his ring when he slowly opened his eyes "DAD!" i đã đưa ý kiến with hope in my voice.
"*gasp* Jessy thank god *gasp* your still *wheez* alive..." my dad đã đưa ý kiến stuttering hard.
"oh daddy what happened who did this to bạn ?!" i asked panicly.
"*cough* black *choke* white... I tình yêu bạn *gasp* Jessyyyy..."he đã đưa ý kiến as he slowly died and went as limp and as cold as a blanket. I felt my face go hot and then wet from the tears that came running down my face. i was tramatized. I started shaking with confusion,anger,pain and saddness. I took my hand and closed mom and dads eyes. I started walking out of the room. i hit the floor enraged with unusual anger. Pains shot through my body like millions of electrical shocks. I started shaking uncontrolably but then it all stopped and a strange feeling hit me i was hungry. but not in my stomach but every were else. i stood up and looked in the mirror my eyes were red, i smiled, my teeth were sharp. "Feeding time" i chuckled and jumped out a window and took off in a tìm kiếm for an appatizing meal.
My names Jessy ...
And this is my
story....
* CHAPTER ONE*
MOM AND DAD
"OUCH!!" I screamed in pain. Usualy when i scream like that my parents come running in the door...Awkward nothing happened. I feel my neck (my fingers dip into two indentations on my neck) "MOM,DAD!?!" I yelled helplessly. Still i had gotten no responce. I grabed my scarf and wraped it around the gaping wound on my neck. I stood up and got thrown off balence bởi a ngẫu nhiên painful presure in my head. I ignored it and moved phía trước, chuyển tiếp and started down the hallway. As i walked down the hall. I seen the dim light of my parents room through the crack in the door way leaving a path of light on the floor. I moved foreword. My hand reached for the knob. And i slowly opened it. And what i saw right then and there will haunt me for the rest of my life...
What i saw made me sick to my stomach. Mom and Dad were both in giường pail white and dead. They looked looked like prunes sucked of all there juices,not trying to be funny but thats what i saw. And what made me cry the most was they were holding eatchothers hands. I droped to my knees and began to cry harder. From the force of me hitting the ground the pain shot up to my head and moved down my spine. I screamed in antaganizing pain. I got up and slowly walked towrds my dad. I picked up his limp hand and squeezed it tight. I started to take off his ring when he slowly opened his eyes "DAD!" i đã đưa ý kiến with hope in my voice.
"*gasp* Jessy thank god *gasp* your still *wheez* alive..." my dad đã đưa ý kiến stuttering hard.
"oh daddy what happened who did this to bạn ?!" i asked panicly.
"*cough* black *choke* white... I tình yêu bạn *gasp* Jessyyyy..."he đã đưa ý kiến as he slowly died and went as limp and as cold as a blanket. I felt my face go hot and then wet from the tears that came running down my face. i was tramatized. I started shaking with confusion,anger,pain and saddness. I took my hand and closed mom and dads eyes. I started walking out of the room. i hit the floor enraged with unusual anger. Pains shot through my body like millions of electrical shocks. I started shaking uncontrolably but then it all stopped and a strange feeling hit me i was hungry. but not in my stomach but every were else. i stood up and looked in the mirror my eyes were red, i smiled, my teeth were sharp. "Feeding time" i chuckled and jumped out a window and took off in a tìm kiếm for an appatizing meal.
