Something was amiss. What was wrong with her face? Her eyes looked more sunken in than usual. Were they changing color? She shook her head. Even her thoughts were different.
Breathing heavy, she walked away from her reflection. Her thoughts were shifting towards darker ones. Ones that she found herself liking. Thoughts of blood. 200Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpete0H83st
She fell to the floor, almost as if she was crumbling to bits. She laid there, saying nothing. She stood up and looked at herself again. No longer was she sunken. No longer were the thoughts harrowing her. copyright protection196ＰＥＮＡＮＡreWoFtGQl5
She needed to drink. She needed some blood. copyright protection196ＰＥＮＡＮＡYKtyS8oeWgns184.108.40.206da2