Five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes pass,
Tick tock, the clock moves faster,
I don't remember anything,
But pain,
When I wake up after several hours I feel strong,
As I put my hand on the mailbox to get up,
'Crunch'
I hear a sound,
Quickly drawing my hand away,
It cannot be,
I crushed the mailbox,
Bewildered and shocked,
I stare at my hands,
How can this be?
I think to myself I'm sleeping,
I close my eyes and open them again,
I see it right there on the side walk,
The crushed mailbox,
I rub my hands on my nape,
Sweet mother of roses,
Gradually it all starts coming to me,
I was bit by a vampire,
I am immortal.....