• Sweet musty cenomin, thats what always rushed through the door as it was opened even now it still held it. The smell was so strong I bet it could knock out a fish. I'll miss that smell. It was the smell that started it all. The smell that caused me to lose my mind. The smell that held me when I was afraid of death the smell that helped me though it all. I hate that smell. I couldn't leave it. The room that smelled like cenimen with the walls that where coated with bright red stars and a dark blue that cerest them was fadded. The used to be black carpet that was under the walls was now stained white and brown ,but was always softer then a month old puppie's fur. I love it yet hate it. Bad memmories, good memmories, memmories that make you want to curl up and cry then slowly die, memmories that made you giggle with a little wiggle. The memories that make you ryme and forget about time. I have to leave it. It used to be filled with things and pictures now it's just dust bunnies and holes where nailes have left there mark in time.
    I looked around one more time before regretfully closing the door that held in the strong memrable smell that will hont me for ages. I couldn't be here any more. It wasn't aloud. The first step away was the hardest in a life time, but I had to keep moving 'it' was waiting for me outside.
    Walking down the hall of my old home that I left over 50 years ago was one of the hardest things as the memmories of my siblings running round playing flashed though my mind. It seemed that they where there again pulling my hair and teasing me. One of the things I hated most then is the thing I missed now.
    As I opend the door to the exit of the forgoten house the winters harsh breath hit my 19 year old cheeks that never aged since that horried night. I took a deep breath letting the winter fill my lungs. I stepped down the icey steps taking one last look at the white house with the paint that peeled off with the years. I wish I could stay, but I couldn't. I looked around to the new black car acrossed the street that hummed from being on. The full moon making the car shine like a black star. 'It' was leaning on the car it's hood over it's face only leaving the smirk that made the devil him self tremmble in fear. As 'it' stood up strait unfolding its arms from it's chest it made a motion for me to come and get in the car giving a low chuckle. It turned around opening the door getting in. I looked down as I slowly walked to the car with the feeling of death looming around it. I was used to by now, but I still hated it.
    When I got into the car it looked over at me it's hood now down showing off its long black silky hair and it's bright yellow eye's glowing like a flash light. It's face slim and pale that held a crule beauty to it.
    "So did you have a lovely time having your 50th year visit?" It's voice came to my ears making my skin crawl. I didn't say anything insted I looked out the window looking out at the trees of a small forest.
    "I guessed you did," It gave out a light giggle shaking it's head as it got the car moving "why do you even go to this place any more? It's worthless nothing but trash that house," 'It' looked over at me I could tell even though I was looking away. It's smirk turning into a frown as it snarled and spat out "ANSWER ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU DAMN IT!!!" It's crule slim fingers reaching over and grabbing my leather collor pulling me in and making me look at it in the face into the harsh eye's that never held kindness before. Then letting go giving out a low growl. "I hate it when you do this Chii.... You know I hate it when I'm ignored!"
    "I'm sorry 'Master' I was just thinking....." I said the hair rising on my neck from saying that horrid word that made you feel lower than trash when meaning it.
    "Now now Chii," it said reaching over and patting my head then its cold fingers going down lightly rubbing under my chin making me flinch. "no need to lie just say the truth!" it leaned over licking its fanges. Its hand going on my neck pulling me close. It's touch was like asid burning me, yet this asid never left a mark. "you want me to bite don't you?" It's fingers slowly lifting up the collor on my neck giving it a clear veiw of the barcode still on my collor bone.



    (AHH I'm tired... neutral and I know it kinda stinks but ohh well...... and "It" is a vampire just to let ya know.....I don't know if it's a boy or a girl but right now it's an it..... and sorry for any spelling thingys I did the best I could to correct it!!!)