The Beginning Of My Blood Lust...

by Irene   Jul 24, 2008


The night was abnormally cold,
the air somehow felt thick and bold.
All was silent except for a hiss.
Then a husky voice, "what are you doing out here Miss?"
I turn around and a tall, slender man stood there.
His skin very white and his hair curly and fair.
He had a small smirk on his face,
his shirt was made of white lace.
I was mesmerized by his beauty and was lost in his eyes,
his eyes were abnormally big for someone his size.
"Let me treat you to a refreshment..." and he took my hand,
His hand was stiff and as rough as sand.
I was unable to say 'no,' i found myself unable to speak.
He was so beautiful that out of the corner of my eye, i took a peak.
I walked into his house, other than the fire place, it was dark.
Once i got close to it, it gave a spark.
"wait here...do you like red wine?"
all i did was nod and everything was fine.
He handed me the glass of wine when he got back,
I made sure that I took small sips so that I did not hack.
After a couple of glasses, I felt tipsy.
In my mind, I felt like a Gypsy.
Getting closer to me, he placed his cold hand on my cheek,
I'm sure that there was more he wanted to seek.
Then he hugged me from behind and slowly moved my hair from my neck,
right there on my neck, it started with just a peck.
He then held me even closer,
his grip got even tighter.
His lips started caressing me.
All of a sudden the fire burned out and I couldn't see.
It all happened so fast and I felt his teeth,
he pushed me to the ground, him on top and me underneath.
Fangs, his teeth were...
I couldn't stand this torture!
Then something horrible happened, his teeth sank into my skin.
I didn't believe anything like this could happen...
Slowly, I feel the blood being sucked out of my body dry,
all that I could do was give out a painful sigh.
He finished and there my corpse lay,
"good night forever precious" was all he could say.
The next morning, someone found me laying there, dead.
"oh my god!" she said,
"Call the police! I must!"
The my eyes shot open, with black irises, there began my blood lust...

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