In these dark woods their is a vampire name Noji nd their was a girl named shiuni.
SHIUNI:Im board wat am I going to do.
MRS.RUSSLE:Shiuni is their somthing u want to share?
SHIUNI:Uuuuu no their isint
MRS.RUSSLE:Well be quiet.
SHIUNI:Ok Mrs.Russle.
While in the hallways.
JOSHIN:Hey beutiful Shiuni.
SHIUNI:Hey wat do want Joshin?
JOSHIN:I want u Shiuni.
SHIUNI:Shut up!
Shiuni drove início but then she saw a boy sitting alone.She stoped the car nd then grabed his hand as the boy stared at her with him red eyes so she took him to her house.
SHIUNI:Here lay on my bed
The boy had scilence but he layed on her cama anyways.
NOJI:My name is Noji
SHIUNI:Well my name is Shiuni.
As they went to sleep wait till part 2.................To Be Continued
SHIUNI:Im board wat am I going to do.
MRS.RUSSLE:Shiuni is their somthing u want to share?
SHIUNI:Uuuuu no their isint
MRS.RUSSLE:Well be quiet.
SHIUNI:Ok Mrs.Russle.
While in the hallways.
JOSHIN:Hey beutiful Shiuni.
SHIUNI:Hey wat do want Joshin?
JOSHIN:I want u Shiuni.
SHIUNI:Shut up!
Shiuni drove início but then she saw a boy sitting alone.She stoped the car nd then grabed his hand as the boy stared at her with him red eyes so she took him to her house.
SHIUNI:Here lay on my bed
The boy had scilence but he layed on her cama anyways.
NOJI:My name is Noji
SHIUNI:Well my name is Shiuni.
As they went to sleep wait till part 2.................To Be Continued
Lesson One: Bats Drink Blood. You Do Not.
I found this poem on the back of my Vampire Vineyards Pinot Noir bottle.
But first on this earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flores are withered on the stem.
But first on this earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flores are withered on the stem.
