Hi. My name is (Y/N), I look 7 years old and I live by myself (what a fucking dumb police force -.- they don't even know I'm here)
I'm also a vampire. And my real age is somewhere between 300-450...I kind of lost count.
Well, throughout the years I kind of picked up on some "special" language. Meh, I don't go outside at all, besides at night. It's not because I'm afraid of the sun (okay maybe a little bit) or burn or anything; it's so the other people don't see me and start to question. Though, I did make 1 "friend", his name is (F/N).
{*coughcoughDAVIEcoughcough*}
I met him while trying to find someone to feed on. I kind of think he's slow in the head; I met him 3 years ago when he was 6 and now he's 9, but he still hasn't questioned my non-aging thing -_-# I think I'll probably have to get rid of him soon, though.
Anyway, I live in a pretty big house and only go hunting at night, killing random people and drinking their blood, because, that's what I do *deadpans* Nobody wants this house because they think it's haunted and stuff, so..I'm safe for now.
Anyway, I got to go, it's almost trick-or-treating time.
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FanfictionIt all started on the best holiday ever.. Halloween. Little (Y/N) was simply trick-or-treating; she was dressed up as a vampire, as that was her favorite thing to dress up as. But, what happens when (Y/N) and her friend (F/N) go to the colorful hou...
