

Lilian RoseHISTORY: Lillian Rose. Aug. 10, 1900 - November 23, 1916Lilian Rose
I died on November twenty third, 1916. I was horrible to watch my family cry over that empty casket. They never found my body. Then again, there was never a body to find, was there? I didnt even get to watch my own funeral. I was too busy screaming in pain. But I was in time to see my tomb stone, and the one person who didnt leave my grave for over three days. Most of my human memories are faded, but the two that stick out like a sore thumb are my death -No, not technically 'death'. But when I became a vampire- and him. They tie together, actually. Im sure he doesnt believe


The VampireHis eyes like the rays of the sun Burning fiery red against his pale skin They draw me closer, full of danger Yet I cant turn awayThe Vampire
His long fangs are razor blades Ready to sink into my neck He edges closer And I catch my breath Yet I cant turn away
I freeze like a deer in headlights I am trapped He is the vampire And I am his prey Yet I cant turn away
xo
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Kell <3
Don't pop out of the bushes in attempt to scare me... I'll be on the ground laughing thinking that your a homeless man with a banana....
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. . . . . . . . . .You're not asleep, and you're not dead.
♥ I'm here, and I love you. I have always loved you, ♥
And I will always love you. - Edward Cullen . . . . . . . . . .
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GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA '-'~
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Ignore the errors of English, please. x__x
(Segurando o grito)
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My English is bad, if I wrote wrong in some hour, forgives me!
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