I don't even know if anyone is reading this, but i want to post this story for myself, because no matter what anyone says. I LIKE MY STORY, and i hope that someone reads it and enjoys it, instead of just critisizing it.
Thank you for taking the time to even open this story.
truly yours
Navi ************************************************
CHAPTER 2:BLOODLUST/REPAYMENT
I remember the first time I fed, I remember it like it was yesterday. It was after I came to, after you turned me. I was like a hungry caged animal. Of course, you didn't even have the consideration to do it somewhere private, you asked me and turned me in the park where we used to sit and talk for hours. YOU KNEW THERE WERE PEOPLE THERE!!! YOU KNEW! AND YOU STILL LET ME GO THROUGH WITH IT! Even at that time of night there was three teenagers there, and to this day it haunts me what I did to them. I tore them apart from limb to limb, the paper said it was an escaped bear or some bull-shit like that! It was two boys and a girl, they were just sitting there talking, the way me and you used to talk. One of them was 5'7 lithe body blonde shaggy hair and I even noticed he had blue eyes. That stuck out because he was the only one who noticed us, he was the only one who saw me coming, he was the first to die. Then there was the girl, she was very pretty, she had a cute dough face, pug nose and her eyes were happy. She was the second because the first boy was her love and she couldn't leave him there. How did I know that you asked... PUMM PUMM PAAAAAA I never told you this but as I'm feeding I can see some of the memories of my victims. Those two would've been together forever if they hadn't been there that night. The last boy, he was a very cute boy with brown curly hair, eyes black as night, and skin that was as white and pure as the first snow of the year. He was a sad and lonely boy who didn't think anyone in the world could even stand to be around him, except for his two best friends. What he didn't know is that the other two knew he was gay, and they were fine with that, that was actually what they were going to talk about at the park. The poor kid never knew anyone accepted him for him. He never felt the love of another person and that is all my fault... and thus your fault. That boy still haunts my dreams, well I don't even have dreams anymore, they're all nightmares. I guess that my memories are payment for all that I've done, for those I've killed, for those I've turned, for those I've slaughtered. I have to suffer with the thoughts of all those people and spend every waking minute keeping under control, because of the time when I lost control. The time when I chose you over all else...
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