Another drabble. This one made me proud. After writeing it the first time it was at about 120 words. I edited it then typed it with out looking and got right at 100 words. But on to the story. This was written due to thinking about one of my friends in a diffrent light. Please enjoy!
She looked so frail and weak and she knew it. When hunting it was always better to let the pray come to you. Standing only about four feet tall, late at night she would look like a lost child at any distance. This caused the ‘adults’ to come to her rescue. Easy food.
Easiest of all was when perverts found her. Never stopping to think twice about her beauty which no child could possess. Their bounds and gags could never hold her. Only when her fangs appeared and she was lunging toward their neck did they realize what she was.
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