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This is a true account of the deadly yet mysteriously intriguing vampires of Matamoros it was a very hot evening as I was settling into my chair in the living room my boyfriend sleeping loudly on the sofa suddenly the door blew open when cancer clean through the room crashing glassware and and the religious Shrine that hung on the wall where my boyfriend pray to his Saints suddenly the money that was left on the shrine was swirling around like a tornado throughout the house and you could feel it as thick as blood the presence other than holy being I like crouched on the floor wondering what it was that it entered my house and terrified me so and then I saw it dark frightening yet mesmerizing I was drawn to him like a bee to honey as he neared me my heartbeat in 2-pound I can feel the blood flowing through my veins more rapidly more sickly and then to be continued
