Blood Love

Blood Love

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After a long tiring day of teases from Stace and her 'friends' and then drama from my friend Kate. But anyways I was walking down the street that is a couple minutes from my house when I heard a twig snap I whipped my head around in that direction but nothing was there so I kept walking but I couldnt shake the feeling of being watched so I walked faster which soon turned into a run when I heard another twig snap. As I was running I got curious. I turned around and that was a big mistake. I turned forward to run into something..... no someone! I ran the other way to run into another and ANOTHER! I am goona die. I did the only thing I could do was scream so I did.
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)

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