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The Vampire Slayer and I
The story had begun On a rainy afternoon; As twilight settled over the land. Darkness covered the pinkish clouds, Rain has started to fall, too hard And the wind whistled in un- tune sounds Owl crying and the horror climb in my vain. Lost in a creepy place Where vampires hide, Springing out of the dark of the woods Their eyes red, their fangs sharp. Walking fast as I could Trying to hide from the demons of the nights. Cast away in a forest where I went Shadow of the moon is only the light I heard trees laugh like witches Foxes making a noise, a sign that Vampires are just around the corner. I see from the above flying Strange creatures, they are powerful More than a hundred humans They are after me trying to suck my blood They are the vampires, the demons of the night. Can’t take one more step to escape from them Suckers of the blood that’s they are called I try to cover myself with my two hands My body shivers I lost my consciousness. The sunlight wake up to me Fresh morning air, sweet fragrance Of flowers surrounded on me, Knowing that I survived from a nightmare. The last moment I had remembered There was a man standing in front of me. The vampire slayer who rescued me He fought with bloody fire arms. Written By: Cheryl Aldea Date: April 16, 2012 STRANDED CONTEST (Gail Doyle)
Copyright © 2024 Cheryl Aldea. All Rights Reserved

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