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    Paul's Imprint Story

    I got out of the car and noted the time. It was 7:30. I'll stay for a couple hours. I walked along the beach till I came to a bench that looked like it was made from an old tree. I sat on the sand and leaned on it. I layed my bat across my lap and started looking at the papers. I had printed out all I could about vampires. I was going to get him. He ruined my life. From what Dad said, he triggered my transformation by being near me.

    I read through some of the papers. Burn in the sun? No, dad said they sparkle or something. Haha, fruity sparkling vampires. That makes me laugh. But it says here, that the only way to kill them is to rip them up and burn the pieces. Well, I can't do that yet, but I can stall them. I kept on scanning the paper's but there was nothing that I didn't already know. I put the paper's away and headed back to my car. I was almost to the car when I heard a crack. I whipped my head around and gripped my bat.

    I scanned the woods trying to make out any shadows. I got that prickly sensation that I was being watched. I reached into my car and pulled out a flashlight. I quickly turned it on and made a wide sweep in the woods. I jumped and dropped the flashlight, when I seen a pair of eye's flash off the light. I jumped over the door and started my car and took off back to my brother's house.

    The whole way there, I was going over what I seen. The eye's weren't red, they were brown? I stopped in front of the house and looked at the time. 9:30. There I wasn't out too late. I sat there for a bit trying to remember what the eye's belonged too. I shook my head and grabbed my backpack out of the car. I would need it tomorrow. I walked into the house still trying to figure out what it was that I say. I know I seen a shadow and a flash of color before I dropped the flashlight. Sam sitting at the kitchen table when I walked by.

    "See, still alive. Sorry to disappoint you." I told him and went to my room. I cleaned out my backpack and put all my notebooks and pencils in there. I looked at the crap that I pulled out of my bag.

    There was a pack of Camels, and a little bag of weed. I also had rolling paper's. I put those things in my sock drawer for later. God knows I'll need them living with a bunch of creeps. I layed on my bed and closed my eye's waiting for sleep to come. I quickly fell asleep.

     

     

     

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