The vampire slayer by: wildfire13 part 4

i walked around town trying not to be center of attention. i sat by the waterfall in the middle of the park and covered my face. a stranger walked up to me, “hello young lady. do you need a place to stay? ” he had a nice smile and his eyes sparkled. i nodded slowly and looked up at him.

he held out his hand and waited for me to grab it. he was very pale, his hair was in his face a little, i could see his chest. i looked up at him, “are you cold? ” i grabbed his hand staring at him. he shook his head and started walking, i slowly followed. why was i following him, i don’t even know him.

we finally got to his house, it was a giant mansion. i looked around, it was cold and i was shivering but the stranger wasn’t cold at all. i walked in hesitantly and then i started to warm up. i looked around for him but i couldn’t find him.

he smiled at me, with a little grin. i didn’t know what to say. i looked around, there was an old chandler hanging from the ceiling, a black welcome mat on the floor close to the door. i sat on the black, leather couch, just being amazed. i yawned a little as the stranger walked into the kitchen.

i woke up 12: 36 pm, looking around. i rubbed my eyes wondering what happened and where i was. then i see the stranger sitting in a chair that was next to the bed i was in. i stared at him, then he said “it’s rude to stare young lady.” i looked away quickly embarrassed.

he got up, smiling his smile, and walked out of the room but before he did he said, “get dressed then come down stairs for dinner.” i nodded real quick and when he left the room, shutting the door behind him, i got up and went to the closet. there was different sorts of dresses of different colors.

i choose the red dress and grabbed some black tights, with black high heels of course, even though i can’t walk in high heels at least i can try to, just for tonight. i put everything on then took a deep breath in. i walked down stairs looking around again. i went to the kitchen as it also had an old chandler on the ceiling, but this one was lit up. i slowly sat down, then the stranger walked in and sat down in front of me.

i looked at him as he looked up at me. i looked away. an old women came in with a tray, i wondered what it was. she sat it down in front of me and took the lid off. it was a dead rat, i backed up thinking i was going to puck.

he just sat there and grin as the women sat down another tray in front of him and opened it up. it was also a dead rat. i ran out, going towards the bathroom. i opened the bathroom toilet open keeping my head over it, i started to puck blood, blood! when i got done i raised my head up, i had a feeling he was behind me watching, i turned around wiping my mouth as he said with a smile,” don’t you like eating stuff like that dear? i mean you are a vampire.”
what do you think about part 4, now should i keep going? also what kind of story do you think it is?