I was waking up from sleeping in my dark coffin. It was cold, like a pond frozen over with ice in the winter. I was opening my coffin and felt the cold breeze of the winter air hit my arm. I sat up and looked around it was night which is nothing new to me because I always sleep all day until night. I looked out of my window and noticed that it is snowing, and I guessed that’s was the reason it was cold that night in my house. I felt the quench of thirst going through my veins, so I decided to go out for a midnight snack.
I stepped out of my coffin, walked down the stairs, and saw a boy sleeping on my floor. Suddenly looked at my door and wondered how he got in, I checked the door and I figured he came in because he was cold. I noticed he had some cuts on his arms and on his legs, so I decided to carry him upstairs to the other bedroom laid him down onto the bed and treated his cuts.
I went back downstairs and went out the door. When I went outside, I noticed his foot prints were showing that he ran here because some one was chasing him. I decided to follow his foot prints from where he was running. I ended up in an old territory of a group of vampires that I didn’t get along with very well.
I guessed he probably accidentally wandered into their territory, not knowing they were there. They probably attacked him. I suddenly had a weird sense that I was in danger and that I should leave and return back to my home immediately. I returned back home and I noticed every thing was ok and there wasn’t anything wrong, but I decided to keep watch over the house just incase, while I was there. I had shut and locked all the windows and doors except the window in my room, so no one could get in and hurt me or the boy. After I locked the door, I went upstairs to check on the boy. He was still asleep in his bed , I walked up to the window and closed the curtains and then turned on the lamp on the nightstand.
I walked out of his room leaving the door open and walked into my room and opened my window. I decided to write in my journal, so I moved towards my desk and sat down, I pulled out a quill and a bottle of ink and took out my journal and opened it to a black page and started to write:Dear journal: December 5, 1964
This morning when I woke up I found a boy sleeping downstairs on my floor, the boy had cuts on his arms and legs. the boy looked like he was tired and his shirt had holes in it, and his hair was a mess. I decided to carry him up to the spare room after I laid him down I had went down stairs to the first floor and went out side. But when I had went outside I had noticed his foot prints in the snow, But something was telling me to follow his footprints but something else was telling me not to. But I decided to do with the decision to follow his foot prints and when I did I had ended up in an old territory of a group of vampires that I did not get along with but it seemed like they where still there because the boy seemed like he was running from them because of the way his footprints looked in the snow. But while I was there I had a sense that made want to hurry up and go back home but when I returned everything was ok so I had shut and locked all the windows and doors except the window in my room.
After I was finished writing I closed my journal and put it away in the drawer of my desk. I got up and went down stairs and walked out side so I can try to find out more about the boy. While I was out walking I heard the clock tower strike 10 `o clock tower. I walked past a group of people and asked them if they knew him by describing his height and his hair. But so far no one knew him so I kept searching until I heard the sound bells and chimes then I noticed it was the sound of the clock tower strike 1a.m.
I started to moving towards home so I can get some rest, when I got home went upstairs and went to my room. Instead of going to my room I heard the sound of someone moving in the boys bed room. So I decided to go and check on him one last time and surprisingly he was up. I went into his room, and when he looked up he was startled the look on his face was a look of concern as if he thought I was going to hurt him. I started of by talking to him and trying to figure out what happened to him and why was he running.
The boy replied by saying his name was Dylan and that he was fourteen years old. Then Dylan started to explain why he was running, then Dylan said “I was running from some bullies from my high school. They started chasing me in the school yard until I started running out of the school yard into the area of the vampires.” “But I hid there anyway because I had a felling the bullies would not follow me there because they heard a myth about vampires being in that area.” But the vampires would only come out once every month and they would attack you if they found you in their territory.
“But while I was hiding their the vampires came out from their coffins and one of them found me and they tried to attack me. But I ran away and got away with a few cuts on my arms and legs.” “While I was running away they were following me until I seen your house so I started to run faster. When I got to your front door they where coming right behind me.” “I turned the doorknob and I fell inside and your door slammed shut when I fell in so I decided to stay there laying on your floor since at first I did not know that you lived here and that’s how I ended up on your floor.”
When Dylan was finished talking I was done treating his cuts,I decided to get up and put the first aid kit onto the dresser when I turned around to go back to the bed Dylan was sleeping again. So I walked out of his room and went into my room and took out my journal again and opened it to the page behind the entry that I had written and started writing:Dear journal, December 6,1964
When I came home from taking a walk in the town I noticed that the boy was up. So I went into his and started to talk to but at first when he seen me come in he looked at me with a look of concern on his face as if I was going to hurt him. But first I asked him why was he running and who was he running from. At first the boy said his name was Dylan and that he was 14 years old. Then he explained that he was getting chassed by some bullies from my high school. And that they started chasing him in the chasing him in the school yard until he started running out of the school yard into the area of the vampires. Dylan ran there because he had a felling that the bullies would not follow him there because they heard a myth about vampires being in that area. But while he was their hiding the vampires came out of there coffins andone of the vampires found him and the vampires tried to attack him. (Because the vampires would try to attack whoever they find in there territory.)So Dylan started running away and the vampires were following him. Until Dylan seen my house and tried to open the door and fell in and shut the door but he still could not move since he had no more energy to move plus he was already in pain so he just laid on the floor and fell asleep.
When I finished writing it was going to 5am so I got up from my desk and moved to my coffin and opened it and stepped in and laid down and shut the lid of my coffin quietly. heart 3nodding xd biggrin whee
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