Smell. The sense that draws in air and molecules and processes them. Telling the brain what something will taste like or what your surrounding are.
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I swing my legs off the edge of the building. The city sounds and smells agravate my senses, every where but here. The house on the top of the hill, the filthy worm babies down there think its "haunted". HA! Those hyumans are idiots. They never see whats right under their noses. I shake my head and flip my loose hair out of my face. I need to cut it again i note mentally. I look at the lights from the city. The sky used to so beautiful. Those large babies and their damn pollution. At least the city looks like a field of fireflies. I slip off the roof and land in a crouch. The soft whump of my feet hitting the ground alerts gir. He trots over and starts blabbering at me. I immediately tune him out. "GIR YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE GUARDING THE HOUSE!" I shout from the door. His ears perk up,his eyes turn red and his fluffy fur lays slick acrossed his body. "YES MASTAH!" He then dashes towards the garden and starts rolling himself roses and black berries. I roll my eyes and head inside. Theres a soft snap. Suddenly everything goes black.
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Senses
FanfictionZim is a solitary vampire. He has the wolf guard that his clan gave him so long ago and not much else. Bloodlust and disdain for the human race fuels every action. But what happens when a teen boy decides to enter the "haunted house" down the street...
