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Hey Kids, Long Time No See. Been Kinda Busy And Alittle Under The Weather, But I'm Back.

I Bet You All Would Love To Read A New Story. But What Should I Write About This Time? How About The Time Pandora, Drk, And Myself Had Our Way With A Lovely African/American Woman? Or How About When The Ladies Crazy Over A Porn Star That Visited Our Little Town? Or Should I Tell You A Tale Away From My Norm?

Yes, That's What I Think I'm Gonna Do. A Story Before I Meant Any Of The Ladies. A Story From When My Life Sucked As A Vampire. The Story Of The Time I Tried To End It All.

Would You All Like That?

I Hope So, Because That's The Tale I Feel Like Telling Right Now.

So Kick Back And Relax And Read The Tale When Your Sweet, Perverted Armand Tried To End It All.

It Was A Hot Summer Night Up Here In Good Old NY The Wind Was Blowing Ever So Slightly. The Sun Had Just Set. And The Streets Were Packed With People Out Enjoying The Beautiful Evening.

I Myself Had Just Stumbled Out Of My Hiding Place. A Cold Steel Coffin. But The Inside Was Fantastic. Nice Soft Red Velvet Lined The Top And Bottom. Nice Soft Goose Feathers Where Under The Velvet, Making This A Very Soft Place To Sleep.

I Guess It Pays To Have A Slave Who's Father Owned A Funeral Home.

Anyway, I Went To One Of My Normal Little Haunts. A Nice Quiet Corner Bar.

There Weren't To Many People In There Yet So I Decided To Sit At A Table And See What Kinda Food Would Show Up For Me Tonight.

That's When My Sister, Yes I Have A Sister, But I Don't Talk To Her Much, She Doesn't Approve Of What I Have Become So Screw Her, Busted Through The Bar Door And Yelled AT Me, "Armand Come Quick Dad Is Dieing!"

I Ran From The Bar And Made It To The Hospital, Which Is On The Other Side Of Town In 3 Minutes Flat.

When I Entered My Dad's Room I Had To Take A Step Back. The Doctor's Had Put Him On All Kinds Of Machines, With Tubes And Wires Running Everywhere.

I Collected Myself And Walked Towards Him. He Looked Up At Me And Smiled.

I Looked At Him And A Small Blood Tear Foarmed In My Eye And Ran Down My Pale Cheek.

He Motioned For Me To Come Closer. In Shame I Sat Next To His Bed. Head Hanging Low For Having To Show Him What I Had Become.

He Reached For Me. Placing A Hand Under My Chin He Raised My Head And Said, "Armand My Good Boy, You Don't Ever Have To Be Ashamed Of What You Are Around Me." Talk About Turning On The Water Works. I Began Crying Like I Was A Baby.

But He Continued, "Son, I Have Taught You Everything I Know. Soon, Very Soon You Will Be The Man Of The House. I Need You To Promise Me To Take Care Of Your Mother And Sister Before I Go."

I Replied, "But Dad You Don't Have To Go. I Can Heal You. Make You Like You Were When You Were Young. I Can Save You."

He Thought For A Moment And Said, "And Then What Happens When it's Your Mother's Time, DO You Save Her Too? And Your Sister? And Everyone Else You Love? Will You Fill This World With What You Are?"

I Sat There For A Moment To Stun To Speak. The I Took His Hand In Mine And Kissed It And Said To Him, "No I Would Not Do That To This World. There Is Already SO Much Pain In It, And If I Made Everyone I Loved Into What I Was Then The Pain And Suffering Would Grow Because Of Our Needing TO Feed."

We Both Just Sat There For Alittle Awhile. Me Trying To Comfort Him, He Trying To Comfort Me.

I Could Hear The Death Rattle On His Chest Grow Louder And Louder. I Knew It Would Be Long.

That's When My Father Finally Broke The Silence And Said, "Son You Have To Do One More Thing For Me" I Replyed, "Anything." He Looked Me Dead In The Eyes And Said, "Promise?". I Replyed, "Yes".

With That He Turned His Head Towards Me And Said "Feed"

A Look Of Terror Must Have Crossed My Face Because My Dad Said, "Remember You Promised. And Besides I Gave You Life Once, How Often Does A Father Have A Chance To Give His Son Life Twice?"

With That I Took A Deep Breath And Whispered, "Ok, I Will But Only Alittle. And When I DO I Will Fill Your Head With Happy Moments Of You And I."

SO I Leaned Down And Began To Feed. Showing Him Images Of Times When We Did Thing Together, Fixing Cars, Building A Big Fort In The Old Oak Tree In The Back Yard, The Time He Took Me To My First Strip Club And Paid One Of The Ladies To Help Me Lose My Virginity.

I Could Hear His Heart Start To Labor. I Stopped And Looked AT Him.

He Said To Me, "Thank You. Thank You For Letting Me Give You Life. Thank You For Helping Me Become More Of A Man. Thank You For All Of Our Happy Times Together. But Now I Must Go."

I Was IN Shock. I Said To Him, "Dad It's Not To Late, I Can Still Save You!"

He Yelled,"No! Go! It's Happening And I Don't Want You To See It!"

I Got up Turned Towards The Door To Leave. When I Heard All The Alarms Go Off And His Heart Monitor Flatlined.

I Turned And Screamed "NO!" I Slit My Wrist And Try To Feed Him But It Was To Late, He Was Gone.

I Went Into A Sorrow Induced Rage. I Ripped All The Machines From Him. I Threw His IV Holder Into The Hall Way.

My Mother And Sister Came In. Then Seen My Father, And How I Was Acting And Began To Cry.

That's When I Decide That I Couldn't Take Anymore. So I Went To The Roof Of The Hospital And Sat And Waited.

The Sun Began To Rise. I Could Feel My Skin Beginning To Burn, And You Know What I Welcomed It. I Wanted To Die More Then I Had Ever Wanted Anything In My Life.

That's When I Hear The Voice Of My Father Boom Through My Head As If He Was Standing Right Behind Me, "Armand ! You Promised To Take Care Of Your Mother And Sister ! What The Hell Do You Think You Are Doing?!"

I Said To The Voice, "I'm Joining You."

The Voice Continued, "No ! Do As You Promised Me Or I Shall Never Forgive You."

With That I Let Out A Loud Scream And Headed Towards The Door To Go Back Down.

I Slammed Through It, And Fell Down The Stairs.

I Layed There A Crumpled Mess.

I Slept There All Day.

When Night Came I Made My Way Outside. Looking Like I Had Just Been Sunbathing For A Few Days.

I Looked Up To The Sky Again And Screamed.

Then The Sky Opened Up. The Rain Soothing My Burnt Skin.

And Again I Heard My Father's Voice Booming In My Head, "Thank You, You Are My Good Boy Armand."