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Publikasi terakhir Min, Des 7, 2014
Have you every wonder about the world around you? Well, have you? Also do you know what is really out there? Do you think legends, myths, or folktales are real?
OK I'm very sorry for bombing you with questions, it's just I died a few years ago. No one, and I do mean not a soul, knows that I'm dead. My mom is an addict, and my dad is a drunk abusive man, my twin brother has disappeared, and my sister is away with her abusive mate.
We live in a world were everything is a mistake, I am living proof, there is nothing good about this life. But the one I'm living has me on edge, all the time.
Do you want to know how I died. Well, I was dancing in a club, when a man caught my eye. I don't know what it was about him, but he lured me to his house, that smell like death. I should have stopped and asked him why, but all I could think about was him.
I walked in this bed room, got a few drinks, and we has sex. But that didn't kill me. No it was after, when he tried to suck me, my blood, dry. I admit that I didn't register what was going on, at first, but when I did I bit him back. I mean, this is what is in all those vampire movies and book that I have read about. There is one thing that I know is for sure, if the family jewels are hit it will be all over it.
And before I could get out alive a pain hit me. The pain was so bad that when it hit me I was crippled. I was doubled over, and as I knew it he was watching me kick and scream.
I never did get his name.
I stayed there for probably hours, but it felt like days. I had no sense of time. I know for a fact that he wasn't going to help me.
My last days, I mean hours, were spent on the floor. I final felt my heart give up. I was still conscious, I could still hear the drumming in my ear. I didn't want my life to end that way, but it did...
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