DarkChillyHeart
22-01-2009, 02:56 PM
This is a story I wrote when I was bored in Language Art class. Enjoy ;)
She stood there, red eyes fixed at the crumbled bodies. Her mouth hanging, showing four pearly white fangs, crimson liquid dripping from the tip. The girl's clothes were tattered, blood slid slowly down her creamy legs. Sharp nails were digging in the torn palms, scarlet liquid flowed freely from them.
Then she fell to her knees. Shaking hands were brought to the dry, parch lips. The soft flesh dart from inside her mouth to catch the crimson droplet. The girl's eyes widen, then shut tight. A sound came from her throat, almost like a purr. When her eyes snapped open, the shape of her eyes become sharp. The round pupils turn to slits, giving the impression of a cat ready for the hunt.
"Sweet," the girl whisper.
In a blink of an eye, she vanished.
She stood there, red eyes fixed at the crumbled bodies. Her mouth hanging, showing four pearly white fangs, crimson liquid dripping from the tip. The girl's clothes were tattered, blood slid slowly down her creamy legs. Sharp nails were digging in the torn palms, scarlet liquid flowed freely from them.
Then she fell to her knees. Shaking hands were brought to the dry, parch lips. The soft flesh dart from inside her mouth to catch the crimson droplet. The girl's eyes widen, then shut tight. A sound came from her throat, almost like a purr. When her eyes snapped open, the shape of her eyes become sharp. The round pupils turn to slits, giving the impression of a cat ready for the hunt.
"Sweet," the girl whisper.
In a blink of an eye, she vanished.