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livingdeadgirl
<b>It was a dark and stormy night</b> and I once was a happy girl. I was young with a boy and a life where we used to adventure together. We would explore underwater, hike nature trails in the fall and farm the land that we lived on to survive. Things were wonderful. Then one fateful fall everything changed. There was this little woman who moved into the town near our place. I couldn't tell why but I didn't like this woman. Maybe it was just the way she made me feel or the way she watched my boy and me while we were in town, but it doesn't really matter. That was a long time ago. Something I do know is that she knew I didn't like her. I think that is why she did what she did, why everything happened. Little did I know at the time that this woman was a witch! She was a vicious witch and a vengeful one. Slowly, day by day, my boy began to love her. Some people said that my boy's love was natural and that she won his affection. I never believed that. That witched charmed him with her spells and stole him away from me! It happened slowly at first. Sometimes as we went to town they would stop for a moment on the street and talk to each other. After a while he began to go to her house so she could show him things, or share a glass of tea or to tell each other stories. Later he would disappear for long hours without telling me what he had done or where he had been, but I know he was with her during those times. One day he didn't come back. I stayed awake all night crying my eyes out hoping for his return. When he wasn't back by morning I went out in search of him. I knew exactly where to look. I stormed into the witches house calling his name, searching frantically for any sign he was near. I found a little secret path in her house that lead into the hills behind it. There, I met the witch face to face. Needless to say, as a poor farmer girl I couldn't of had much hope. I screamed and fought but it was no use against someone who held such a mastery of wicked magic. That's when she turned me into this... thing. This monster! From that very moment until this day I have walked this land as the living dead. After my metamorphesis the witch disappeared but my story does not end there. No, something much more tragic happened. I waited until dark and then left her house under the cover of darkness to return to my own. When I returned my boy was there. There was something about him, something in his eyes that I could feel down to my very soul if it could be said that I had any soul to feel with. They were filled with terror and yet still held the love he had felt for me in them. I knew at that very moment that I had to make him mine forever. I bit him, infecting him with my curse so that he too would be forever. My boy fled away from me into the night and though search as hard as I could I did not find him. Ever since that day I have been searching for my boy. Now, this very day, I have found him. He is here! My very own boy is a member of these forums and I will have him once again.
...I'd hit that...:rolleyes2
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