~ Life was made for something, don't you think?

It took two days to realize that, strangely, my nightmares were gone, although I was feeling more anxious than ever… I knew I shouldn’t, but I had to see her again, to talk to her again, touch her, feel her… I knew she was still at the hospital so I went there. I was in such a rush that I forgot to feed…great. Now I was already at the hospital, so I had to handle it for a while, I hope. I was forwarding to her room when I captured a conversation. – “Take the sheets to the laundry room and I’ll call someone to do the cleanup all right?” – said a nurse to a cleanup woman. – “Okay ma’am. Do you want me to take these towels too?” – “Yes please.” – the nurse replied – “It was a shame, she was so young, she had life in front of her…” – “Yes, indeed. I can’t imagine how hard must be to the family, moreover in such a stupid accident.” My brain froze in that moment, disabling me of keep listen the rest. Dead? She was…dead? No, no…it wasn’t true, it couldn’t be! Why she had to die? She hadn’t! S…

Hello readers! Todays I'm going to post something different. I've been writing a short story for a work I am doing for college. Last class I was talking with my teacher and she told me that I could post it in here so here I am :)
I am going to divide the short story on several posts because of the size of it. So, here it is the first part. I hope you enjoy and please give me your opinion :)

PS: The text was not edited or corrected so I apologize if you find any mistake.

Short Story Part 1
It was in the Winter of 1761, I was brought by a man to an unknown place, if a man is what you call it. I woke up in a huge room, feeling weak and confused. I could hear the rain outside and the wind passing though the trees. As I was looking around me I noticed I should be in some kind of palace, an old one. At least it smelled as one, as if no one was living there for a long time. The strange man was sitting in front of me, staring ant me with his strange face. It was like he was hungry or so…

De certo um dos livros mais entediantes de sempre!
Será possível que não consiga encontrar nada que me cative neste livro? É realmente frustrante... E mesmo assim, tenho de o ler, pois terei de fazer um ensaio sobre o próprio para uma Unidade Curricular... Que bom!(voz irónica)

"Quando por fim saíram do alpendre e antes de ela voltar para casa, Will segurou-a. Chegou-a para junto dele e começou a beija-la. Primeiro os lábios, depois as faces e por último o pescoço. A pele dela estava em brasa, como se tivesse passado horas estendida ao sol e, quando lhe tornou a beijar os lábios, sentiu-a a aconchegar o corpo ao seu. Enterrou-lhe as mãos no cabelo, continuando a beijá-la enquanto, devagar, recuava para a encostar à parede da oficina. Amava-a, desejava-a, e à medida que se iam beijando, sentia os braços dela a acariciarem-lhe as costas e os braços. Sentiu o toque eléctrico contra a sua pele, a respiração dela quente contra a sua boca, e, lentamente, foi derivando para um local governado exclusivamente pelos sentidos. As suas mãos andavam a deambular-lhe pelas costas e pelo abdómen quando, finalmente, sentiu as mãos de Ronnie a apoiarem-se contra o seu peito, a afastá-lo. - Por favor- disse ela, ofegante -, temos de parar com isto. -Porquê? - Porque não quero…