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One evening I interupt my husband while dealing with the new staff. I awoke from one of my dream thinking I heard screaming yet again. This time I decided to investigate more thoroughly. I wander through the house trying to find the source. Once I entered my husbands business quarters it seemed to get louder. It sounded femnine and pained. I continued until I found a door that it sounded like it was behind. I entered without thinking twice. There I found my husband pinning a girl to the wall while he was kissing on her neck...but there seemed to be blood all over her so I was confused as to what he was doing. I asked if he needed help because what else could he be doing but helping the injured girl. When he truned to look at me I ran for fear of the look in his eyes. I ran back t my room and laid down to pretend it was all a dream. Truly I new it was not a dream. Cĭohanó was an old story among my people but I had always thought it only a story. Vampires, as the gadje say, do not exist. Right...I found out I was wrong.
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