Im a vegetarian
I lay on the hard floor outside in the damp grass in my new backyard. Edward was out hunting, I did not go with him as the thirst was not overwhelming now. I can feel the gentle brush of the wind on my hard granite skin, I can see the dust particles and helpless insects fly aimlessly around the outdoor light on my exquiste patio. I can smell the wonderful scent of my flourishing garden, the dew as it wells up inside the red rose. Though what I loved the most of my inhanced senses is what I can hear; I can hear the nearby stream gurgling away in the silent night, the lazy dancing of the leaves on the massive oaks, the wounderful beating of a powerful heart. . .
thump, thump, thump, the heart of large and healthy ram was stalking around the grass fields a few miles from here, the scent intensifyied as it starting pacing; The pain of thirst building to its peak lead me into a wild state, I was ready to hunt.
The rhythm was inticing and luring. In a millisecond of heart beat, I was crouched over, ready to bound away. I was flying through the forest so quickly it was a matter of mere seconds before I stopped at the edge of the round field. I immediately saw the large the beast still pacing around a the little area of grass. I crouched low and silent, stalking forward, I was invisible in the night to this wonderful creature. As I drew breath, the beasts scent flowed over me and I lost all control, I pounced fast and hard and slammed into the rams side, teeth first. As my razor sharp fangs pierced the first layer of the skin and delved into the muscle, blood poured out of the wound into my open mouth. Immediately the thirst vanished, leaving in its tracks satisfaction and delight, joy and warmth. The rams pure fresh blood sedated the monster inside of me. can feel my venom spreading into the rams bloodstream, killing her quickly. A clean kill.
I stood up slowly and controlled, looking down at my kill, its suit was now skinny and drained of blood completely. I felt no pity for the creature as I would rather know its this instead of my father, charlie. How devasted I would be if I were looking down on my fathers lifeless body. That is why I am a vegetarian. . .