I didn't know what to think, life just basically hit me with a two by four from part of the burnt down house. I pushed past the gate and to the house a couple feet in front of me. Black, grey, and white pieces of wood laid before my feet. It must have burnt down a while a ago because you couldn't smell anything but wet damp trees that surrounded her house. Looking down and around the piles of burnt things, all I could think of was Alyssia. Where was she? Maybe there is some secret tunnel or tree door hiding in the woods; she can't be dead, right?
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That One Story
VampirIn this book there is two stories that twist and combine together. Ben and Harry the two best friends that go through everything together face the dangers of being who they are. They aren't ordinary people, let's just say not people at all.
