This house was about 100 years old, it rested among the bank that people knew as the crossover. In the crossover plants grew more and the sunlight was constantly beaming until night fell every day. I had caught interest in this very house and bought it when I got the chance. Although it was extremely expensive and i’d have this debt to pay off for a long time I’d never regret my purchase. Entering the front door just sent you a flash of green immediately. Inside hung many plants. All the plants always seemed to be alive and my job was very easy to water them. There was so many different kinds of plants, succulents and vines etc. Walking inside was like heaven as the plants lined the walls grooves and twisted all over. The green shades varied from dark and light to almost neon. I spent many days here calming myself reading a book sitting on the patches of bushes that seemed to grow through the floor cracks. They weren’t the best but worked for chairs. There was indeed some furniture, most was covered but some was still looking fresh. I took these pieces of furniture and created a huge living room in my eyes. I made sure the leaves somewhat covered up over the furniture to add some detail and make it look normal. i It was so peaceful that I could take naps for hours inside this house. I often thought of showing off to outsiders who deserve to see this beauty! There were giant windows able to sit in, I think those are for more sunlight but i’m not complaining. It was built like a bungalow almost with more space and room. After a lot of thought I wrote about this house and how it made me feel inside. It distracted so many people who wanted to experience what I had mended into their minds about my house. So I gladly showed them and would talk in detail about the house so they realized It was magical. Not only was the plants, the glooming light, and the way the house looked that made it this way. It was the way the house was shaped and how the wood was specifically sanded and fixed to be perfect. The wood was a perfect marshmallow brown and was smooth as a babies bottom. I never wanted to share this more work with anyone in my life.

Sunshine was a creature we had in our world. They are called bogs and they live in the swamps deep in our woods. I was the only human who would dare go into the woods but I loved Sunshine. He was like no other bog. Bogs we’re mean, big, and stinky. Sunshine was little, and nice. I played with him most nights. He never came out durning the day. That was because he was destined to never see the light for it would change how he was different from the others. We always believed that was true and I never wanted him to change from how he was now. His home wasn’t just in the swamps either, he was protected by his cave. Inside the swamp there is a cave for every bog. No one can usually tell where they are though because they are covered by secret spells. Long ago casted by witches. They were here to protect the woods from humans like me. I feel like i’m different considering I’m aloud in. Sunshine wanted anything than to see the light and get away from the darkness. So one day he didn’t sleep so he could be awake from the day time. He got the guts and walked out of his cave. All squinty his eyes started to adjust all he could see was a bright light blinding his bright blue eyes. I found him laying in a ball realizing he was weak. I brought him to my house and cared for him. I bathed him and brought him into my dark room where maybe he would come back and not be affected by the light. Days later he awoke, I approached him slowly he just hugged me and thanked me for saving his life. The light is harming he realized, showing him he did indeed belong in the dark but the light would never be the cause of bogs being rude it was just how they were. Sunshine was special and it wasn’t because of his name it was because his name meant that he was the only good bog which made him so special.

BANG…I suddenly awoke, smashing my head against the top of my sisters bunk bed. “What was that?” I whispered. I got no response so I decided to lay in bed a little longer with my eyes open, waiting to see if I could hear another sound. As my eyes were finally just starting to close again I heard what sounded like footsteps run by my room. I looked up slowly, the hair on my skin standing right up like i’ve seen a ghost. I stared into the black hallway barely able to see besides the glooming moonlight peaking in through our curtain. I couldn’t see anything until my eyes started to adjust. I could make out a face looking straight at me peeking around the corner. I laid right down and stared at the ceiling, I was dead set that I was about to be killed. The floor creaked more but this time it was getting closer to me. I started shaking without even realizing it..I was about to die. I peaked my eye open and as soon as it was open I was staring this old man with nasty grey hair falling down from his head in the eyes. I tried to scream to alert my sister who was sleeping away. He grabbed my mouth, pushing down so I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t even talk or attempt to talk. I felt like my face was pushing down and that was it. As soon as I thought it was over he let go. He got in my face whispering into my ear “ if you scream or try to run away I will hurt you. Your family will never see you again.” I was in shock so I listened I wanted nothing more than to live. I also agreed knowing maybe my family will be untouched. He grabbed my hands and tied them together leaving me basically stuck in whatever he was doing to me. He pointed to the hallway I walked out in my pink shorts and my thomas college T-shirt and he took me towards the basement door. I got confused because there’s no way he would leave my family untouched but kill me in the basement. I walked silently down the stairs and when I reached the bottom he immediately shut the door and turned the lights off. It was bitch black I sat down trying to crawl slowly and silently towards the other side of the basement but the old man turned a flashlight on he found me in seconds. Told me that I would suffer more. He pulled a string hanging from the ceiling and open a secret door in the floor. Picking me up because I was too tired and wanting to give up he brought me down there. Brushing my face all on spider webs I was now freaking out. He set me down on a dog bed in a room surrounded by blood smeared on the wall he grabbed my arm and pricked it. Disgustingly he started to lick my blood I tried pulling him off but he kept going. He was draining me, I was losing to much blood. After that I opened my eyes I was laying in my bed now. I felt fine waking so I assumed this was all a huge nightmare I had. I walked out into the living room to find my family shredded into pieces. I had no words I fell to the ground. Tears leaking out of my eyes. I screamed over and over hoping someone would hear me and come. No one came. But then I started sniffing I smelt something I couldn’t reject It was suffocating me. I needed it. I looked down blood touching my finger tips. No regrets I shoved my hands in my mouth. Tasting the rich creamy red blood flowing through my mouth. I couldn’t have time to throw up it was too good. I felt a tap on my shoulder I turned around this old man looking at me smiling. “My beautiful daughter” he said looking at me. You’ve now transformed and it’s time for you to come with me. I was confused but it felt right I followed him down to the basement into a new part. It had a bed but not just a bed a coffin bed. The old man told me everything I was destined to be a vampire since I was born he was my father.

Life without my favorite person would be like living hell. I can’t even imagine the pain of losing the person I love the most. There’s absolutely nobody who comes close to him. The way he treats me is like no other. Whenever i’m with him I feel like i’m flying and my stomach always has that tingling sensation feeling. My person opens car doors for me, makes time for me, promises to love me, takes me out on dates, and shows he cares. He is my life, without him I wouldn’t be able to breath and move on in life. My life would be as slow as a turtle race. I would suffocate over and over dreading going out and revealing that inside I was dying. Fear would constantly consume me inside and out. Love would never be possibly again without him by my side. He makes me want to live and conquer the world together. No matter what happens I know I always have him to count on and losing him would bring me back to ground zero. I could never imagine going through what some people have to. From sometimes starting families to even just getting together and losing that one person has to be ruff for everyone. Personally I could never go through that and I find everyone else very extremely strong for making it through things like that. I would make it known that he was loved by many even if he wasn’t here to see it. I couldn’t imagine life without you.