Her eyes stair up at me like they are made of glass. Blood drips down her forehead from the hole the bullet left behind. "head shot" I thought as her body dropped. I dropped down and slit her throte and pulled out my empty bottle. The blood rushed out of her neck ,some dripping onto the pavement. What a wast.I placed the mouth of the bottle under a nice steady stream of the red liquid. It quickly filled the sent filling the air , tempting me. My throte burned ,if I didn't feed soon ... I drank the renaming blood from her body. It tasted like old pennys, but I was used to it. It doused the flames in my body as it trickled down my throte.
I sat up , wiping the blood from around my mouth. I popped an altoid into my mouth. I hated the sent of my breath after feeding. I screwed the cap into the bottle and stood up. A smirk spread across my face. The bottle o blood will keep me stable for a couple weeks. I'll only drink it when it's absolutely nessisarie. I hate killing people, but I must survive. Who knows how meany of my kind of fallen agenst there will.
My name is Stella, I am one of the only vampires in existence.I live in Round Rock Texas, the land of a 7 year drought. I do not sparkle or sizzle in the sun, I just have sensitive skin.
Vampiers can only drink human blood. Anny other kind will make us ill. Our fangs are not very long but longer then enny humans. We have no heart beat and we don't have to breath. We can sing like angles. But we are almost human. Almost normal. Almost.
I go to ridgview middle school where I am pretty mutch invisible. I hardly have friends at all.
My electives are chior, yearbook, and counsler aid. I was forced to take chior. I would never go onto a stage willingly. The others wer my choice. I don't like to show off but in chior I have to sing. Everyone us always amazed when I sing. I hate there stairs. It's creepy.
I was born may 23rd 1613, I died september 18th 1633. I was born an only child to 2 british aristocrats. They wer strict parents but kind. It's a sham they had to die.
A man shot them one night after we wached a play about farys playing tricks on humans . Yes a midsummers nights dream. He spared me but he doomed me to eternity. He bit me. It hert like hell but it's not that bad.Eternity.
I've learned a lot in these years of my immortal life. I wached children be born , live , and die for years. I've fallen in love meany times but it always ends in disaster. I've learned to stay away from mortals. They only mean trouble.
For thousends of years I have wished for deaths cold arms. I know thoe I am cursed to a life of forever. Vampires don't die. So, when thousends of vampire corpses are found in an abandond whorehouse neer my house, I know something is up.
