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Nightmares. They can scare the shit out of you. Nightmares can make you shit or piss on the bed when we all know that is unwanted. And one time a nightmare gave me a wake-up call and I was no longer the bitch I was. I saw how I could affect people so one by one I began to become nicer. No one questioned me about it.

But the haunting nightmare wasn't over for me yet. The nightmare actually became true. But the beautiful twist about it was I didn't die. I wasn't ran over by a speeding car. My paranoid self thought the car had hit me and I screamed then fainted. And that is how I met Harry. And strangest part is he was the driver in my nightmare.

How can things be any stranger? Well I can tell you. Ever since I met real Harry, I've started to have hallucinations. I see him anywhere and everywhere. And since he came into my life, deaths have been happening constantly to the people I've loved most. Most of their bodies have been drained of blood.

And I think I know why.

Because the guy I fell for---

Well, he's a four hundred year old vampire.

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