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Mystic Fall, December 16, 1868

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Mystic Fall, December 16, 1868

I roamed the streets, not a care in the world as people ran in fear of me. Walking towards a couple that looked at me fearfully, I gave them a sickening sweet smile. Before I let my fangs come out and I let  my veins under my eyes show and sucked in the mans blood until I couldn't hear his pulse anymore, then I noticed many people had left out of fear while the others were leaving screaming. I rolled my eyes, annoyed, I used the blood on him and me and smeared it on a wall and spelt 'killing beauty' with a small heart beside it. As I finished I heard a growl and knew immediately who it was. I turned around shocked but I didn't let him see that I did however let him see the anger in me. "Why are you doing this ?" He asked "You were my last bit of humanity and then you left, and so did a  part of me ."not hesitate to tell him, he looked at her with sad eyes while her eyes were emotionless. Knowing very well that if anyone could spark an emotion in herself it would be him, she did what she knew and ran, she ran as fast as she could until she landed in Chicago.

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