It was a quiet cold october night. The leaves off the big oak tree were just beginning to fall when, suddently you hear an ear pericing scream.
"Help me! Help me!" I screamed. But no one was around to hear me.
"I have you now," said Erik while grabbing my arm and pulling me back.
"Get off me!" I pleaded.
"But your blood smells so sweat!" He said with humor shaping his voice.
"You won't get away with killing me."
"Oh yes i will." He said with confidence. "Do you see anyone around to help you? I think not!"
I did not say anything. so the vampire began to bite into my neck with his fangs. But a second before Erik sunk his fangs into my neck, I saw an old lady watching this attack. That gave me a hint of hope that after I was killed they will be able to find my killer.
As the blood slowly was drained fom my body i thought that this feeling was nothing like i would have imagened it. The pain that his fangs brought me was so un-barable that i felt like wanting to kill myself.
A year later vampire Erik was killed by that same old lady who saw him attack that innocent kid on that faithful October night.
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