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Snow is falling on Jace's chocolate brown hair as he walks slowly toward a bunch of trees, going through the trees all the branches seem to be broke …... then theres a scream so loud it haunts him to this very day. Running toward the sound he comes to a clearing and sees the most dreadful sight you could ever imagine theres a woman sprawled out on the ground screaming as what looks like a young child feasts on here like shes a huge turkey dinner. Startled the boy runs away into the trees, slowly Jace approaches the woman seeing that theres blood covering the pure white blanket of snow. “What happened ?” says Jace. The woman looks up at him her eyes full of fear and pain and says “ The child …  vampires …... !” thats all the woman could manage before her pale blue eyes closed.  Scared Jace fumbles in his jacket pocket and retrieves his cell phone. Twenty minutes later paramedics found him and the woman, “God what happened to her?!?”  one of the paramedics said “ Well you see “ Jace replays the whole story to the men. One of the paramedics says “ please take this man back to the car I'll deal with him later.”What do you mean I didn't do this I told you the whole thing it wasn't me it was the kid please listen to me!” Jace bellows as Charles takes him to the back of the second ambulance that was on the scene. The paramedic  straps Jace down to a bed  “What are you doing?!” Jace screams “I'm going to take you to a nice room in the hospital and you'll be just fine.”
That was about a month ago and I'm still in this damed place, everyday I get up take a thirty minute shower not really feeling the water, after I have dried of I go to the dresser that the hospital provided and put on clothes. I walk out of my room after making the bed and go to the main desk and take my “Vitamins” which I know are really mild sedatives, after retrieving my breakfast I sit at my usual spot next to the window the only one that isn't bared mind you when the director of the hospital comes up to me and states “ Your time here is done gather your belongings and leave the facility.” I stared blankly into her face “What?” “I said get your stuff and leave.” I finished my breakfast in a daze I couldn't believe it in less then a minute I would be on the streets of New York again,free. After signing a bunch of papers I walked out of the hospital and took a deep breath and looked around I was still down town I needed to get to phone or a cab, I wanted to be home in my apartment tucked away safely between the thrift store and the music outlet  on Chestnut blvd. I waved down a cab and climbed in “Chestnut blvd please,” I said taking my seat “Sure thing” the cab driver says,we sat in silence for the drive from down town to Chestnut. When the car came to a stop I rummaged through my pockets and retrieved a ten and gave it to the man “Thank you Sir have a nice day” “You too” I replied,I looked at the familiar surroundings and wondered if my life could get back to normal the incident in the woods had left me pretty scared it replayed in my head everyday the blood those eyes I shook my head why am I think like this of course everything was going to work out.
I got to my apartment door an got the key from under the door mate and stepped inside there was mail on the table that sat near the door looking at the mail seeing it to be mostly junk mail I went to through it down but I  cam across a piece of lined paper addressed “The man in the woods” my body froze, slowly I unfolded the piece of paper and read its contents “ To the man who was in the woods, you shouldn't have been there please leave the area right away or they'll come after you.” I sat down  on the floor reading and reading my warning, how had it gotten in here I was the only one who know about were I keep my key and my mother was the one who picked up my mail she had a key none of it made scene who were “they” and why did me going in the woods make me a target for some crazy cult  or something this had to be joke a very bad joke at that.      
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um mm this is a story i started

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