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as i walk down the dark and lonely street

i see a dark figure

i freeze right were i am

the figure comes closer i cant move i cant look away

the figure disappears and now stands behind me

i can fill his arms wrapping around me like a hug

i can fill his breath on my neck

he tells me of his hunger and thirst for blood

i can feel his lips on my neck

i want to run but i cant im frozen cant even move my eyes to see the figures face

i feel his teeth on my neck

i flinch as he bites down

it feels as if the life is being sucked right out of me

my knees buckled under me but he holds me up

when he lets go i fall to the ground

i watch him bend down and take my hand he scoops me up in his arms

and tells me of the life he has nad the life i would have

he offers me eternal life

i nod my head weakly

he smiles

and now to this day he will forever be the dark figure that haunts me in the shadows.