As Long As I Remember

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River's P.O.V

I woke up in the morning at 3:27. I got up brush my hair, brush my teeth, took a shower, and put on clean closes. The same old thing as long as I remember, but something wasn't right. I don't know what it is. Was it my hair..... my closes.... well they both look the exact same. my red hair with black highlights that's when i dyed my hair, but I still don't know when I did it. my closes were colorful but I steal don't like them this........bright which my grandparents got me. Was it my shoes..... no they at steal like carpet after i got them at goodwill. What is it, it's.... it's my shadow...... it not the same.... it is 2 different shadows...... they weren't the same. it was like i was 2 different people.... well i'm right in a way. it is a boy inside my shadow. He molded into a boy. His hair was silver with red at the tips, he was pail, his closes were dark but at the same time bright.

I asked him " How you do that? Who are you?" I said like it was nothing.

He told me "You need to come with me!"

"I need to know why!" I said in a second when he was done.

The guy thought for a little "Ok! I'll tell you but i'll need some of your blood.!"

His voice was deep but not that deep. I'll say he's my age. I'm gust 15, so i'll say his 16.

"Ok" i answered.

I slit my wrist then blood was coming out. It was my first time..... you now..... giving blood to a boy to drink. For a second i felt pain running throw out my body. but my blood........ it was a different color........ it was blue..... what dose that mean. Wail my blood moved down my arm.... he ....... licked it. It was like he was giving me a hikey. Wail he was sucking out sum of my blood it was like he was a part of me. I........ couldn't pull my arm back........ I ... like the pain....... I love it. I don't know why.... but I think i love him. Out of no were..... he pinned me down. I steal don't know why, then he started to pull up my shirt. I slapped him, then he snapped out of it.

He said "Sorry."

I believed him. For some reson it seemed like he was not himself. Even knowing that I gust met him.

He told me his name. It was "Dark".

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