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tHiS iS mY JoUrNaL!!! O_o
I Need a good way 2 express myself and let my anger out. (Says my psychiatrist) I really have a journal to make fun of people and get huge amounts of money really quickly. {Scratch the making fun of people part}. I dont make fun of people... I make
This is the first 4 paragraphs of my story.
I am writing a story. It's about a vampire who wants to stop the world from being overrun by other vampz. It is a HUGE Work in progress but this covers the basix.




Chapter 1

In the year 1664 A.D., there was a young man named Nirael. He was in his early twenties and fairly handsome. He was thin, tall and had long, black hair that covered his eyes. He was a scientist that was passing in his group with flying colors. But the other people of his colony in Pennsylvania thought he was a Satanist trying to create ways to summon a post apocalyptic world of demons and vampires. He was just trying to find cures for diseases. But some cures caused him to act Satanist.
It was early morning. Nirael had woken up to the sound of farm animals and the glare of the sunlight hitting his pale face through the second story window. He hadn’t gone outside in days. He looked at his arm. He had cuts all down his arm. He had to do something to keep him awake during his work. But he couldn’t keep awake. He had to fall asleep, after nine days of nonstop work.
Nirael staggered into the kitchen. He pumped a lever above a wooden bucket that he called a sink. Water poured out of a pipe and into the bucket. He put soap on the cuts and washed them out. They stung but he didn’t mind much.
He was fully awake and walked into his basement. The entire basement was covered in lit torches. In the luminescence of the lit torches there were tables and tables of beakers, test tubes and stacks of books with small crosses on the front of them with a full moon in the upper right corner. They weren’t bibles, but they were studies of Satanism. He went into a closet under the stairs and grabbed a huge chain-gun and a belt of ammo to go along. The bullets were actually needles. The needles had a small bit of silver on the end and crosses carved into them. This man has read about the mysterious cult that live in a nearby village that only come out at night, are afraid of crosses, and can’t touch silver or garlic. This man believed they were vampires.
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That's all I have but I'll have more L8TR.






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Mon Apr 28, 2008 @ 01:46am


Wow.



apperently you had a lot of time on your hands.


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