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16 March 2011

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Im writing, well trying to write a book about a girl named Maya who is in a vampire-killing group its a secret group. The only people who know about it is her, her roommate Wen and the people in the group. The twist i want to put in the story is when she meets and secretly falls in love with a vampire named Phillip and in a moment of romance he accidentally changes her when they do the whole exchanging blood thing. so tell me what you think so far, its before they meet. I ran through the forest as fast as I could. My bare feet blasting with pain from sharp rocks and broken tree branches. I held the stake hard enough for the rough wood to splinter my fingers. I had cuts and rips in my white night gown. I kept running trying to keep quiet from the killers. I stopped flat in the middle of the woods and layed my hand against the biggest tree in the forest. The tree was beautiful, the leafs full and lush, the trunk had a burnt spiral going around the trunk which I always found intriging. I pulled my hand with a stake up to my chest, sharp Lap Writing desk end out and turned my body fast. I heard a slight crunch as it sliced through the heart of the vampire. I let go. The vampire fell to its death on the damp ground. I went down on one knee to retreive my stake. I stood up straight and wiped off my gown. “What a night.” I whispered and headed back to my home. Wen was sitting on the backporch reading her JR Hepp mystery novels and her cat Minki was in her lap purring happly. I stretched my legs out and walked up the steps. “How was it?” Wen asked, her green eyes coming up from the book. I shrugged and stalked inside sleepily. I switched off the kitchen light and headed up to my room. I’ve been living with Wen since my family died in an attack. We have been best friends since elementary school when she moved here from Japan nearly 7 years ago. We are both 19 and struggling to find a job to pay the house. The salary im making from terminating bloodsuckers is not enough. I turned the knob to my room and turned on the light. I forgot what a mess it was. Notebooks and files covered my bed and clothes were spread all across my floor. I picked up the stuff on my bed and put them on my computer desk. Just as I layed on my bed my computer beeped. New e-mail. I sat up and slid over to my computer and opened the e-mail. Date: June 8, 2009Sender: Jonah Hawke Reciever Maya Nowell Subject: Case filesMaya, Meet at the old development tomorrow night at 10. New case information on the murders in Rodelle. Dont be late. JonahI closed the e-mail and layed back in bed. I was too tired to deal with any of this. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. I woke up at 7:00 a.m. to silence. I usually woke up to Wen screaming at Minki for scratching the carpet, couch and going to the bathroom in the wrong places. But no sound was made. I sat up and pulled out tangles in my hair with my fingers. I pulled the covers off me and stood up. The floor squeaked so i tip toed to my closet and pulled out some jeans and a slipknot t-shirt I stole from my brother before he died. please tell me if you think its good and what it needs to be better thank you(:
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