This is a story I thought of...Tell meh what yall think!
And tell meh if I should continue=P
~Morgan
I felt someone pull my lifeless body out of the flooded bathtub that was a mixture of blood and water. The blood being from were I cut myself on purpose. I felt a breeze blow against me, and I guessed that whoever was carrying me entered another room. And I was correct when a woman spoke, "Oh my!" said none other than Tasha Ozera, yeah Christian's aunt. "What happened to her?" asked a small voice. Liss!
"I have no clue, but what I just saw I'm guessing she drowned in the bathrub! I'm sorry but she's not breathing." that voice! The voice the doesn't belong to me anymore, the voice I love. The voice belonged to Dimitri! "I-she can't be dead! She's the only family I have left!" I heard Liss shout.
"Liss the must be really hard on you! I am truly sorry for your lost!" Tasha said, comforting Liss. Dimitri layed me onto the bed I heard his footprints walk away. "Come we must leave. We'll tell the others now." he said on the vearge of tears. "Ok, let's go." Liss said leaving with the man who left, me and the woman you took him from me!
I fluttered my eyes open, looking at the ceiling I said, "I can't be dead!" hoping out of my bed I ran to the mirror. Seeing red I eyes and pale skin. "No no no no!" I whispered to myself. "I-I can't be a S-Strigoi!" I said crying. I backed away and onto the bed. But on the way I lost my footing, I fell before I could catch myself. Hitting my head on the backboard I fell into deep blackness!