I walk through the dark place, looking for a place to lay my babies. I spend hours trying to find a place to lay my babies safely. I finally find the perfect place, a large very shadowed place. I do my deed and walk away.
I find a place to eat. I ready myself and bit down, my fangs bite down. I drink for only a second before the man’s hand come to scratch me. Humans never liked us, so I have lain over twenty nurseries of blood thirsty nits.
The nursery will be safe…
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