(I have a bit of an obsession with vampires:3)
My name is Valentina.
My skin so cold and pale. The sunlight kills me, night time is when I shine. I follow behind you, you can't even see me.
There's no escaping now as I grab hold of your shoulders and bite your neck, letting all the blood spill out.
My lips are stained red as I quickly run away.
I'm immortal, I will never die.
I've lived for 275 years and I'm still having a good time.
My long Victorian dress drags on the floor, blood stains at the bottom.
I leave the person lying there. Dead.
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