Becoming a vampire

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Victoria wasted no time in betraying me. She gleefully informed our parents of my actions, and to my horror, they were overjoyed. They saw it as an opportunity, a chance to initiate me into the vampire world. I was powerless to stop it.

School became a nightmare. I could hear every heartbeat, every pulse, and it overwhelmed me. The constant reminder of what I had become was suffocating. I longed for normalcy, for the days when I didn't have to hide my true nature.
Normal people,they celebrated Christmas...but we have a rather special ceremony called"the night of the eternal bite"when someone is going to become a vampire( about every 6 months)

The day of the ceremony arrived, and I found myself wearing a beautiful black dress, a symbol of the darkness that now consumed me. I was nervous, unsure of what was to come. My grandmother, a wise and mysterious figure, approached me with a snake in her hands.
THE SHOCK:
The ceremony began, and I was instructed to make my first kill. The crowd applauded, their excitement palpable. I felt a rush of power, a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. It was intoxicating.
But then, something unexpected happened. As my grandmother placed the snake in my hands, it bit me not on the neck, as tradition dictated, but directly in my heart. It was a moment of confusion and shock, as nobody had ever seen this before.
To be continued....

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