Go out
and accomplish what you want,
you're the oldest you've ever been, doors are opening
You're the youngest you will ever be, some doors will soon be
closing
Use what you have to your advantage
Find something that makes you happy
When the
worries of the world are bearing down on us,
we need to remember that we all share the burdens of life,
and we all need to work together to fix one worry at a
time
Life isn't a book, because then you're just a
character
Life isn't a rollercoaster, because then you're just a
rider,
but life is a bag of lego blocks, and you're the kid that can
either build them up, or break them down
Alone. There the pathetic boy sat on the side
of the road all alone. Wearing a dark jacket, probably so that no
one could see the fear that Elle could practically smell radiating
of him. She didn’t need to see the tight jaw, and frantic
eyes to know that this helpless boy was scared; she could feel it
in her bones, in her soul. Ha, like she even had a soul. It had
been only a year since she had a soul. Just a year since she was
turned by the boy she thought was the love of her life, but then he
dumped her, of course. This is what caused her to be filled with so
much rage she could find no self-control within herself.
She slowly stalked
towards her prey. She let her mind slip into pure instinct, no need
to think. Elle just watched as the boy nervously checked for the
bus. She wondered where he was going, home? The library? Play
practice? Basketball? She could tell that he was much too short to
possibly be going to the last location. He looked as though he was
about two years younger than her, probably about thirteen or
so.
He had dark brown, short hair, so dark it was almost black, but
Elle’s sharp eyesight could tell that it was brown. Other
than that and his dark hoodie all she could make out from across
the road was a pair of jeans and red converse. Red, the color his
blood would be once it reached oxygen.
She was prepared to
attack. Elle ran as fast as light across the road.
The boy sensed there was
movement and anxiously looked around, but he couldn’t see
anything, until all of a sudden there was a movement behind him.
There stood the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She smiled, a
glaring white smile with breathtaking
teeth………and fangs.
“You’re-You’re” the boy stammered, until
all of a sudden he felt a sharp pain on his neck, but it went
quickly. Within a couple milliseconds Elle had drained him of all
his blood. He died without fault, and without a struggle. “I
believe you were trying to say that I am a vampire,” Elle
chuckled to herself.