Chris:
The girl kept filling me about herself.
Blah..blah..blah…blah…..
Kind of my ears were red. The girl told me that she was Eugene smith, her mother helps people on issues, she is not very polite,her mother does not talk to her much, and they do not go out much often.
She took me in a room.
She took out two glasses and poured red liquid in them.
I asked "what is it?"
"oh this drink? It is straight from the viens of mr. holmwood, his blood. It is the tastiest."
Oh, blood.
Blood?
Panic!
I stood up and broke the silence,
"you drink blood?"
"mother says, we can."
"huh?"
"it's tasty! have a sip!"
I said nothing . I just hurled both the glasses to the ground.
"why you…!"she was probably angry.
Why are these people so aggressive?
For the millioneth time in the day, I ran.