***Stacy pov***
Standing alone in engulfing darkness, i feel a prowling smile muster on to my lips. I've never been afraid of darkness, I've sorta welcomed it. I place my hands on my gifted hips, walk into the, not-threatening and very much welcoming darkness.
***Eva****
"stacy let me in!" i call through her door, no reply.
"Stacy!" silence is my answer.
"babe!" okay one more time and this door is coming down.
"STACY ANSWER ME!"
no reply.
BANG! Stacy's door flies down, leaving my sight to find Stacy, My Stacy, collasped on her bed.
*****Stacy***********
"well hello child" i ghastly remember the ghostly voice.
"well hello to you too! now would SHOWING YOURSELF, COWARD?!" i deeply agitatedly remark.
"Wow forgotten my face already?" my ghastly voice replies, getting more familar than ever.
"yes, yes i have- got a problem with THAT?!" i say with words ringing in attitude.
"well, just listen to what i have to say:
you are a daughter,
of humans
yet you were
born undead,
therefor making
another kind
t o human eyes,
but to the eyes
of night,
they know
your kind
by vampie.:
that is all. goodbye" the very familiar voice fades away, taking the smokey dark, welcoming darkness with it. I am now utterly confsed- oh well guess its time to wake up.