Trey Richardson
Bio
Start writing...Come One, Come all. To the realm of the Black Hearted! Enjoy my stories and don't forget to like and comment.
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Vampire: The New Beginning
It was a Saturday morning, early going on 9:00 a.m. The light filled the room where me and Sidney lauded. I could hear the birds chirp and the breeze made the trees rustle against the window. It's really peaceful and quiet in the country not a lot of people live here so you can take your time to admire the beauty of the flowers and the fresh smell of the grass. I loved the way it smelled around here. It made my nose tingle. I always....wait..wait.WHAT!!!!! How the hell can I still smell and hear when I'm dead? I thought when you die you DIE that's it. I'm laying here admiring the smells like a little homeless lady. This can't be real. There must be something or someone playing a prank on me. But the more I think about it the more absurd it sounds, I mean really someone playing a prank in the afterlife, stupid really.
By Trey Richardson4 years ago in Horror