Pain. Burning. I want to die. My whole body burns and I can't stop screaming and thrashing. Why am I in this torture? I don't remember anything.
I do remember one of the guys telling me to run, asking me to jump on his back while he ran as fast as I could've never imagined.
Agh! I feel as if all my body is on fire. It started minutes ago. When he told me he would keep me safe and then I felt his cold lips on my hand. He battled with himself and after a long time he released me.
I don't know what happened to him. I was dizzy. I felt as if the life was being sucked from me. Not that I had that much of a life left.
Agh!
It burns. It burns so much.
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It has been minutes, hours, maybe even days and the fire doesn't seem to end.
God, kill me now! What did I ever do to deserve this torture?
Finally, the fire in my body is finally settling down.
My heart! My heart! What is this?
Aghhh! No…my heart…it burns.
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It doesn't burn anymore. I don't feel scorching anymore. I opened my eyes.
Everything was so… sharp. So defined. I could even see the dust in the air.
Eww. That smell! What is that smell? It smells like… ashes.
I looked around and sure enough ...a pile of ashes just a mile away from me. What was burning?
Aghh!
My throat. It burns, it… what is that delicious smell. Smells like… flowers.
I follow the smell, and there on a bench was a beautiful girl, 13 or 14. I get close to her and notice that it's raining.
When I am behind her, a sudden desire comes to me and I act. The next thing I know, I am drinking her blood.
What have I become?
I hear her scream and thrash, but nobody hears her, until her voice suddenly disappears and she falls limply on the ground.
I look at my now bloody hands. I shake my head wildly.
No… I can't be a killer.
I see myself running, running and never stopping. Then I see myself in an airplane full of delicious people. People I want to kill but I control myself.
Good thinking. I run. I dash and suddenly I notice I'm in Biloxi, Mississippi. If I'm not mistaken, wasn't I born here?
I can't remember anything.
I see a newspaper and the date is January 12, 1920. (AH! It doesn't say when exactly! I'm reading and I don't find the date!)
I find myself in front of a store. I see my reflection in the glass.
My black hair, spiky and out of control.
My face, pale white and smooth.
But my eyes. They are red. Vibrant red.
The shop clerk behind the counter sees me and jumps. I look at him and smile, he flushes but doesn't look away, until he sees my eyes.
Are they that bad?
This glass must be wrong. I was never this beautiful. I look at the puddle at my feet. Sure enough, the same beautiful face with red eyes stared back.
I ran. Ran away. My life…what happened to it?
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