The Boy With the Black Converse

The Boy With the Black Converse

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His shaggy pitch-black hair hid his face just like a burglar mask did. "Somebody help me!!" I kicked through the scabrous rope and tried to open my swollen eyes. I didn't know where I was nor who was with me. But i knew it was him. I felt his warm breathe penetrate my ear. He slowly whispered "I'm one of them"
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He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

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