If The Moon Can Be Counted As A Star

Xiao Mei Zhis intense hazel brown eyes snapped open, feeling like she stopped breathing. When she take a deep breath in, it cause her to cough. She was fighting with her breath as she turn to face the other side of her pillow.

How could the darkness come back and use a deer to ruin her sleep?

The afternoon light shined bright outside, the sound of cars passing by steadied her down in relief until she was able to breath naturally. Her crutches, to-do list, papers, and open books from her bed greeted her.

A reminder that she was not done yet with her homework.

She sighed. She just woke up. No difference. She allowed herself to lay in her relaxing bed. Before she can lay no more.

She get up on her bed with the crutches-nightmares and this was not usually something she look forward to. Some of those were assuredly linked to her instinct to stay up late or simple just stumbling around the internet with the casual games.

She inhaled the cool fresh air coming from her window. Threads from her light brown hair lashed in front of her eyes; It tickles!

She hooked them behind her throbbing ears with a calm hand. There was no 'exact' mirror as if she could see much of herself anyway. However, the reflection from her netbook was sufficient.

Her white oversized shirt with dark printed bearbrick kaws put more light on her lily white complexion, as if it glimmered with the afternoon sun that differentiated their outlines over the floor.

"I have to change my clothes." She whispered, then took the crutches with her as she stood up. Armpit may rest in peace, however when she stood in the door way of her room only then she notice her mother was not there.

"Mother?" It ain't wrong if she tried calling out, just to make sure. Her mother does not leave the house without saying 'I will go now, my precious daughter.' But then she guess. . . that maybe while she was asleep her mother must have decided to leave her alone with no daily goodbyes.

She glanced at the empty storage, a mournful smile formed on her lips, "Seriously Mother, you left without filling a water for me to survive as my auxiliary food?" She admitted it through the air, it was not like she was acting crazy.

As she sat down on a chair in the dining table, a knock from their door made her alert. She stared at it, "Who is there?" But no one answered. She had only stood up to listen to her particular place.

A chill wind abruptly beat against her and she immediately yank the crutches, employing it as a protection.

"Stay away from me!"

And Xiao Mei Zhi was entirely unaware that somewhere near in their residence was a huge area of vacant buildings. On that street, Vampires already occupied it over night. Werewolves can not track them but witches can.. And Doctor Gmeis was the first one to find out about the danger that will fall into them.