Friend or foe

Friend or foe

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published птн, мая 8, 2015
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"Am I a friend or a foe but I can assure you I am no friend" grumbled t-rec.he spit fired his magic at me i dogged my life between to worlds. Ok you might be wondering how I got here well I can't think of the best way to tell you...ooh I know how about my story.it all started on a Tuesday while i was just doing my everyday things like making my bed, doing the laundry and most important making food! I was having enchiladas that day as a treat for doing all my hard work.you might be wondering how old I am we'll let's see maybe about 16-17 and stop interrupting me i am just trying to tell a story.anyway it was about 8:30 in the morning when I went out to check the mail and I got one that was just for what it stood for.i was trembling when I read the letter
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Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.

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