Y/N Smith is a normal girl in college, live in Florida and Y/N live on her own by a forest. Y/N feels she being showed when she always walk to her house. But Y/n don't know that five vampire girls is showing her in the shadows
I look at the new house of mine. It old gray wood plans and with glass windows and door with it.
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I walk in the door of the house and look around for bit. It was beautiful and peaceful too. Well I'm lucky get this house then another house I was on the web the house was too high price for me to buy so I found this old house. I like the design this old owner had.
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I got my boxes upstairs to my room and unpack thing I need for my bedroom. I heard a knock downstairs at my front door so I stop I was doing walk down there to see who at my door. I open the door little, I peek and saw a girl around my age, black hair wearing glasses and have browns eyes. "Hello are you my new neighbor who just moved in." I stared the girl and nodded at the question she just ask me. "Sorry my name is Emily Williams and your". "Y/n" I said and smiles little. Emily Smiled and take her hand out front of me I shurgs and shook her hand. "It nice meet you Emily Williams". I said a big smiles with it. Emily and I had good chat for a awhile now, Emily tell me she have go home she don't want her mom worried about her. After Emily left I want back to my boxes to finish unpacking my things.
~a Hour later~
I was very tired doing all those boxes I have to unpacking so maybe I should take a bath I thought. I grab some PJ's and walk to my bathroom and I started the water and waited for the water full up the tub. I take my clothes off and I slide into the tub I feel relax and calm. I hum to the sing I know, I close my eyes. I think about my father when I was younger he died from a car crash by a drunk driver I was 6 year old by the time my mom was heart breaken lossing my father. I feel a tear down my cheek and wipes it away and I stand up and dry myself off and put on my PJ's on and head to my bedroom and I sigh and slide in to my bed and look at the wall and I slowly closing my eyes and let the dream take me away.
