My name is Jackie Hendrix. I'm seventeen years old, five foot seven, weigh one-hundred and one pounds, my eyes are bright green while my hair is dark brown, and my farther is dead. He's been dead for about five years but I still have my mother so my life doesn't completely suck ass. It's been tough on the two of us but we manage to make it through. The only thing that makes it really hard on us is the strange creature that killed him is still out there and prowling around looking to claim it's next crucial and brutally murdered person. The cops get a call about three times a month about the same creature once again attacking and claiming another helpless victim. I've looked into the case myself and found out a few details: the creature rarely leaves prints behind to follow, there is always two bite marks on the neck, the rest of the body is full of the same two bite marks, and once some one has seen the creature they're killed. Oh and that it's highly, I mean highly dangerous. I've been tracking it down but when I think I'm getting close to finding it, I always hit a brick wall and there goes everything; my hard work, my time, and at most times, my mind.
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Saving Him With My Blood
Vampirgeschichten17 year old female,Jackie Hendrix, starts her morning routine like always with a jog around the block before going to school. But during her morning jog she gets the feeling she's being mysteriously followed. She fastens her pace to get out of the e...
