I slowly began to gain consciousness. I'm not dead? Last thing I remember was being in town. Wait.. where am I? I rubbed the soft silky blanket that covered me, this isn't mine. I looked beside me and there was two lit candles. I must be in a dream. Looking around nothing looked familiar. I tried to get up from the mattress that I was on but my body was too weak I fell back to the bed. I was too weak to even yell for help, it only came out as a whisper. I layed there maybe dad's death was only a horrible nightmare. "Dad.." I whispered. Still I was there alone. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep even though I just woke up, but I heard creaking noises. I quickly turned my head in the direction it was coming from. The room was dark and all I could see was the shadow of a man. "Dad..?" The shadow faced me and quickly moved closer. Still I could not see a face. "Dad?"
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Once Bitten
Teen FictionMy name is Mabelline a name I've never liked, so I just go by Mae. I'm 18 and live in a country home far from the city with my mom, dad, and little sister. Everything in my life is just the way I want it to be, I have a happy family, lots of friends...
