Padded Walls and Matted Carpets.

Padded Walls and Matted Carpets.

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Do you ever feel like you've been forgotten about? Do you feel like you could have disappeared off of the face of the earth and not a soul alone would care, let alone know, that you were missing? That's how Andrea Faux felt when she had first gotten taken to the local Safe House for the crazy people at the young age of eleven. The poor girl had been going there only because she swore she could hear the voices of her dead father and sister talking to her as if they hadn't actually gotten into that car accident only years before, leaving her father and her sister both dead at the scene of the incident. Andrea had been in the Safe House for years and she had eventually thought that she was going to die in that awful place. She couldn't do anything about her never ending boredom except play boardgames or cards with the other patients in the Safe House or watch old movies as the days had ticked on and closer to her eighteenth birthday. Seventeen year old Andrea knew there was nothing wrong with her and she also knew she wasn't nearly as bad as any of the other patients who had Dissociative Identity Disorder and whatever it was that people had done to get sent away to places like this in strait jackets. One day, out of the blue, Andrea's mother comes to pick her up from this hell she'd been living in and for what other reason other than the simple fact that the young girl needed to begin studying for school classes, schools such as university. When Andrea had first gotten home, she'd suffered from slight insomnia and major anxiety. It isn't until Andrea meets Brendon, captain of the football team and the only male student that always gets the lead role in any school production, that helps her calm her nerves. Will Brendon be able to help Andrea out or will the young girl long for help from her mother, help she had always needed but didn't get until recently?
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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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