Writing The Letter

[JJ]

Note: I am in a creative mood. O_o

I was alone. I hadn?t been this way for quite sometime. He had been there and it was all I could remember. I had been walking home from a party at my friend?s house and he found me. He sweet-talked his way into my house and he then killed me there. Forcing me to drink his cursed blood and become one of the damned, undead, or immortal. Which ever you prefer. I remember how beautiful he was. Black, glossy hair, dark eyes, and the perfect body were his looks and he was tried to be funny with all the jokes he cracked. I should have realized that he was not for real but I had not known then how influential vampires could be. I then had no mental shields and he easily made it into my mind. He won me over and told me about his life as we entered my house. After he finished he grabbed in what I believed to be a passionate kiss, but then he pulled back my neck and his long fangs pierced my neck. He then proceeded to drain me of life?s liquid, and after finishing that made a cut on his wrist and forced me to drink. To damn myself into an immortal existence that forced me to kill to live.

At first I thought it not to be so bad. I would be immortal and never be injured. I could cause much havoc but not die from mortal wounds. There were very few things that could kill me. A knife to the heart was one. There were others but they are not important. Even now I fear my safety. He will come once he finds what I have done. I must get my tale out so his evil influence doesn?t leak into this perfect world the evil has created.

[OtakuSennen]

o_O Ooh...

This is really nice. ^_^ I like vampire stories.

But I would suggest making it longer, (As I always do) and tell about maybe how these two characters met..?

^_^ But very good.

[b]8.6/10[/b]

[Japan]

I like it a lot also. It is all so mysterious...I love Vampire stories too. I wish it was longer also...It is really cool

[JJ]

This is like a chapter one/prologue thing. I am far from finsihed. Thanks everyone I am almost done with chapter two. Here it is.

My life had started out fine. I was born into a loving family, a mom, dad, and an older brother. I was raised on love and home cooking and that the world was a great place to live where everyone is happy and hugs trees. Well after I turned nineteen and I met him I found that this world holds more secrets the myths and legends of days gone by. After living eighteen years I left my home and went into the world. With the thoughts of days gone by in my head. I quickly saw that I needed to rethink my strategy after getting jumped a few nights after I moved in. I then gained a more independent attitude in which I rebelled and got kicked out of college. I then roamed the streets until one of my friends helped me get back on the tracks of life. He got me a job at his workplace and I made a lot of money there. I soon had enough for my own house and everything I needed. I was content and happy. But then that fateful night came as my friend invited me to his house for a party. It was there I had first seen him. He had been stalking me since I got my house I later found out. And so the events replay in my head again. The pain and torture it was. I never felt that again but I wish he had just killed me. And so I now am finished and set down my pen. I will get up and go to my bed where I lay down and rest. And then, I have no clue what the future holds but I hope it ends for him. I will kill him even if it ends my accursed life. This I promise you, the reader.