Moor 1- Transition
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Contenido adultoConcluida lun, jul 29, 20198m
I'd been attacked on my way back home by a thief. I gave away everything I had, yet he did not let me go. I ran for my life. He kept following me. While running I bumped into someone. I asked him to help. He looked strange. Hideous I should say. I was scared. I looked behind and the thief was gone. I started walking backwards. I knew he's gonna attack me. He came closer and held my hand. I screamed. He held my face tight and whispered in my ears "You're gonna change. You're gonna be strong. Just don't be afraid". And the next moment I knew he'd sunk his teeth deep in my neck. I lost my eyesight and everything was blank.
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