Statues of Time

Statues of Time

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No matter how hard they try men cannot think that women are capable of doing such acts. The towns people are in distress at the sudden disappearing people. But besides that fact the people love nothing more than a good exhibition of artworks such as paintings and. statues. Some say that the statues resemble those of the missing, but they could never think that such actions could be done by a mere someone. Let alone a young woman. "I felt myself slowly getting attracted to her. Oh heavens if people found out they'd call it blasphemy for a woman falling for another woman. But by the way she smiles, she is such a soft spoken person for a girl such as herself, if she really was aware of the world out here I bet she'd be disappointed but she'd still accept it whole-heartedly I would save her from this world if I could, But I'm not one to fit in society" Her morals. Torn by a mere chance of suddenly meeting someone.
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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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