The man with dark brown hair did not know how it had happened, but he awoke with his friends stairing worriedly at him. Then he sat up and everyone smiled in relife. All he remembered was haveing a weird dream but he could not remember what it was. He and his best friends went home and after a long time of arguing over what to watch and playing board games they all went for a walk.
They walked along happily untill the man found himself alone stairing at a newspaper dated May 1, 1956. Shocked by this he ran through the city. Then, panting for breath, he stopped at Sunnydale High School. He saw a woman he had as his own teacher. Only the strange thing about it was she was not any older, nor any younger. When the confused young man went up to her to ask what was going on the blonde Gym teacher merely place her fingers apon his lips. She lead him away from that familiar place. She took him to a strange place. He had never been there before but somehow he knew it was her home. She took him inside. For some reason he felt close and entwined to her as if she was his lover. And for some reason he was perfectly okay with that feeling.
The odd blonde lead him to a living room. As they passed he glanced out a larger window. They were very high. Well over ten stories. He thought this was unusual for he did not recall climbing any stares or setting foot into an elavator. However, he ignored his empty memories and fallowed the blonde babe.
He was not sure how it had happened or why they were there but he found himself in a storage room. The storage room stored nothing. Nothing except a dark crimson carpet with gold decorations. And then his bewilderment seiced as panic began to take over. He heard evil snickering behind him. It reached deep down and echoed inside him, chilling his soul. Terrified, he ran to the center of the dark and gothic styled room. Next to the woman. She smiled sickly. He heard the words and his overwhelming fear reached it's peak and spilled over.
Humans dream. Mortals scream. Immortality will be you gift after you fall to your crimson death.
The floor dropped out from under his feet. He scream in horror when he realized the drop ment certain death. The fall must of been merely a few seconds, but to him, it felt like forever. Before he met the floor he made peace with hisself. He did not want to die, of coures, but, why worry over what must happen?
When he landed on his head the blood spewed from his veins. Thick crimson liquids rushed down to meet the open world.
When he landed on his head the teacher walked up to him and softly kissed his bloody lips. Licking up all the blood by his mouth. She then took pictures of him, and posed with him. You see she did not get hurt or killed when they jumped twenty stories. Well that's because vampires never do.
And when he landed on his head, he dreamed of a place called home. He dreamed of being with his family, his girl friend, his best friends. He dreamed of swimming, and reading comics, and playing video games, andarguing over what to watch on TV.
When he landed on his head he cracked his skull and broke his spine. Alexander Harris died before he was even born. And he laid in the filthy basement with his eyes wide open, covered in blood, dreaming for the rest of eternity.
A/N:I love happy endings. Sorry about the spelling.Review Please. No flames please but I would love to be critisized.