The next day, when I woke up, I lay thinking in my bed. What happened on Saturday? Why did I tell Sammy? Thoughts filled my head. Questions. Questions that won't be answered. Could I face Sam again? NO,was the first thing that entered my mind. Wait, I thought, springing up on my bed. What did happen with Sam? The last thing I remembered was a ball of fur jumping at me. I ran to my mirror, and I faced my regular face, but there was blood, tears, and scratches. My eyes started to tear up. "Sam?" I sobbed wiping my tears with my ripped sweater sleeve. I ran downstairs to my mom. "Mom!" I sobbed "Oh Taylor!" my mom exclaimed putting her two hands in my scratched face. "What happened?" I gulped not wanting to tell Samantha off. "Uh..." I stuttered. "Sam" pause "Wolf" pause "were wolf?" my mom asked and chuckled just a bit I nodded. "She" gulp "attack" gulp "Itoldheriwasavampire'' said super duper fast. My mom gasped "TAYLOR!!!"My mom screamed and digged her nails into my skin. She took me to my room, slammed the door and ran down stairs. That's all that happened.
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The Fate Of Dawn
VampirThis is the first fantasy story I have written so DONT blame me if it is not fantastically amazing, just saying
