Post by wednesday on May 13, 2008 7:11:30 GMT -5
Wednesday slowly opened the gate to the graveyard and walked in.
She walked down a path and sat down under a statue.
The statue was an angel. Wednesday looked at the headstone next to her. Buried under her was a little 4 year old girl. Apparently the angel was watching over the girl.
She caught her self feeling sorry for the little girl. She was so young. But then again, maybe it was for the best the she had died that young.
Wednesday then looked at the date of the girls death. "15th Febuary 1946? Guess we both died that day then" she said quietly.
She looked at the moon above her. It was full and shining like she had never seen before.
'Might be true when they say Paris is such a wonderfull place' she thought but then changed her mind when she could her the growls from a werewolf not that far away from her.
"Wolfs" She mumbeld and rolled her eyes.
She closed her eyes for a minutte.
It was as if the time was standing still.
No wind, no sounds. Absolutly silence.
Wednesday then opened her eyes when she could hear a girl giggle. Then a guy started talking. Wednesday looked, with a annoyed facial expression, in the direction the voices were comming from.
She knew french pretty well so she listened to their conversation as they walked closer and closer to her. Apparently it was just another french teenage couple in love.
She got up and stepped out on the path in front of the couple.
The girl started screaming when she saw Wednesday, but Wednesday just laughed. When she did that the guy noticed her fangs and started shouting at her.
"No-one can hear you anyway so shut up" Wednesday mumbed under her breath and started walking closer to them.
She grabbed the guys collar and forced her fangs into his neck.
He slowly gave up on life and she let him fall to the ground.
His girlfriend watched in horror as this mystery girl sucked the life out of her boyfriend.
Wednesday let go of the corpse of the guy and turned to the girl.
The girl fell to the ground crying after Wednesday had given her the same treatment as her loved one.
"City of romance? Pfft! As if..." Wednesday said and slowly walked back towards the statue.
"I wanna go home" She said as she sat down.
"How it sucks to be lost in Paris" She mumbeld and closed her eyes again.
She walked down a path and sat down under a statue.
The statue was an angel. Wednesday looked at the headstone next to her. Buried under her was a little 4 year old girl. Apparently the angel was watching over the girl.
She caught her self feeling sorry for the little girl. She was so young. But then again, maybe it was for the best the she had died that young.
Wednesday then looked at the date of the girls death. "15th Febuary 1946? Guess we both died that day then" she said quietly.
She looked at the moon above her. It was full and shining like she had never seen before.
'Might be true when they say Paris is such a wonderfull place' she thought but then changed her mind when she could her the growls from a werewolf not that far away from her.
"Wolfs" She mumbeld and rolled her eyes.
She closed her eyes for a minutte.
It was as if the time was standing still.
No wind, no sounds. Absolutly silence.
Wednesday then opened her eyes when she could hear a girl giggle. Then a guy started talking. Wednesday looked, with a annoyed facial expression, in the direction the voices were comming from.
She knew french pretty well so she listened to their conversation as they walked closer and closer to her. Apparently it was just another french teenage couple in love.
She got up and stepped out on the path in front of the couple.
The girl started screaming when she saw Wednesday, but Wednesday just laughed. When she did that the guy noticed her fangs and started shouting at her.
"No-one can hear you anyway so shut up" Wednesday mumbed under her breath and started walking closer to them.
She grabbed the guys collar and forced her fangs into his neck.
He slowly gave up on life and she let him fall to the ground.
His girlfriend watched in horror as this mystery girl sucked the life out of her boyfriend.
Wednesday let go of the corpse of the guy and turned to the girl.
The girl fell to the ground crying after Wednesday had given her the same treatment as her loved one.
"City of romance? Pfft! As if..." Wednesday said and slowly walked back towards the statue.
"I wanna go home" She said as she sat down.
"How it sucks to be lost in Paris" She mumbeld and closed her eyes again.