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Everyone questions me if I'm just like them. If I'm not human. If I'm a vampire just like them. My parents are vampire pure breds which means that it's very unlikely for me to not inherit the genes. It's not common, but it's not rare either. Once, there was a human who's parents were both vampires. However, instead of becoming a vampire at the age of 13, they went through the changes the humans go through. Humans aren't accepted where I live. If a human dare sets foot in our town, they will instantly be kicked out. We don't humans anym...
My brother and I were very excited for this weekend. We were going to go camping. We've never been before but father has when he was our age. He told us about fishing, hunting, eating smores, and sleeping under the stars. Like I said, we were very excited. The day of our trip, my brother ran into my room, waving his arms frantically, his eyes bulging. I close the book I was reading about a fairy tale, and turned to him annoyed. "I don't want to play right now, Hans. I want to read a little before we have to go. Make sure your stuff is ...
Submitted to Contest #95
TW: suicide "End her life...or I'll end yours." Carla looked at the girl on the floor, her hands covering her face. She was covered head to toe in blood and dirt. Carla shook her head. The man in black leaned across her shoulder and whispered, "Do it." She gripped the knife tighter. How did she get into this mess anyways?? All she was doing was walking home from school on a Friday afternoon and the next thing she knew, the man in black stepped out of nowhere and knocked her out! She woke up in a damp, dark ...
All my life I was told what to do. I was told what to say, how to act, even how to dress. It felt like my life wasn't mine to have. It felt like I was being controlled. I felt like a puppet. My father would hold shows for kids in the neighborhood. I was always the star of those shows. The kids would gather from here and far just to watch me and my family perform. My name is Tiny. My name suits me because, as you can guess, I'm small. I was my dad's favorite out of my many brothers and sisters. My dad would take me anywhere. Well, he ha...
Submitted to Contest #94
My mom was right. She knew people were evil. I never should've talked to that boy across the street. Never should've snuck out of the house at night to see him. I should've listened to my mom. Should've followed her silly rules. Now they don't seem silly anymore. I should've stayed in my room. Never should've gone outside. Mom never let me go outside. It's best that way, she had said. Now I'm stuck between this guy and the ground. With a knife close to my throat. The edge barely grazing my neck. The guy's face is shrouded in darkness. Then I...
"I dare you to snatch the wig off of Mr. Harrison," Becky whispered in Rachel's ear. Rachel looked over at her best friend in confusion. "What did you say?" "I said, I dare you to snatch the wig off of Mr. Harrison." Becky glanced up at the teacher. Mr. Harrison was a pot-bellied, old man. He reeked of cologne. He wore bifocals which made his beady little eyes pop out at you. He also wears a toupee which looks like something large shat on his head. Who's he trying to impress?? She nodded. She never backed out of a dare, no matte...
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