They say I'm evil,they say I'm death. In my world I'm the normal.
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I ran to my dorm that I had to myself and chucked on my dark skinny jeans and a tight black vest accompanied with a black figure hugging leather jacket. I also put on my black converse,I ran bak down to the bottom and to the door. I ran out into the vibrant green wood and sped up until I got to the middle of the forest.
When I got there I closed my golden panther like eyes,and took a heavy breath in whilst thinking about the animal I wanted to attack. I picked up a scent of a mountain lion and I instantly tracked the scent until I came to the creature. I crouched down into a hunting position and scanned it,I could see it's back stiffen and thats when I pounced.
I landed on it and instantly pinned it to the ground,I then sunk my fangs into it's neck without mercy. I drunk the creature until he was just a limp lifeless soul.
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My mother said I must not pass,too near the glass;she is afraid that I will see a little witch that looks like me;with a red,red mouth to whisper low the very thing I must not know!
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