CHAPTER 1
Day Dream
I'm extremely tired of this repeating chapter of my sarcastic existence. DAWN. The beginning of new day for normal people but for me its like another hope for an end. anticipating and pretending to be the last day of my life, as a sucker. An execrable truth that I possess since Barry decide to change me. This is the first and last thing I doubted happened in me. I never really hoped to be like this, to be a monster, a wicked , a villain that human thinks .Who wants to feed blood to support life?. not even me. Its very excruciating. It turns me into pieces. Its difficult to see someone you love dying while you staying forever, suffering the pain because they left you behind.
Is it Barrys fault? or theres a reason behind this transformation.
I heard thoughts of people around our own viciniy.
" .... honey wake up you're late... " a woman said to her husband.
"... how would this day will my life? " another woman thinks.
"... damn. another school year. Do I really need to do this? " from a boy I feel who dont want to go to school.
SCHOOL.
Again Im in 3rd year highschool. Damn. Infact Iknow every lesso, each of my subjects. Worl literature, Spanish 3, Economics plus, Chemistry III, and Calculus. I cant even remember how many times I join junior class. A hundred maybe. Weary.
" Nathaniel come down .. you need to prapare for this day " Barry shouted downstairs.
I do have a lookin my room it really calms me when I see the image of my mother hanging on the wall and hoping that she also see me. Is she happy on what I'ld be?I hope so. I moved y eyes around and focused my attention on the windows seeing the pine trees that surrounds house where I am. Having a image of the sunrise change the way I view this day. It gives me hope that this day may bring something new. Hope I was right
In the car while Gregg Jamie Vladimir and I were riding, I hear the whispers of the wind came from victoria peninsula, the twitting of the birds the splash of the water and some thoughts of human around
" . . . NObody will care whatever happens to me. It's better to d ie than to suffer this idiotic experiences. I regret everything " a thought from a girl that either suffered hardship or just doubt all the things in her life.
I cant remember how many times I doubted all this things in my life. the thirst and temptation that I repeatedly feel anytime there is a strong human blood around. Conscience strikes back to me because It's a must to suck thier blood for me to sustain my strength while my preys were not allow to continue their life anymore. this is a nightmare.
it was started 400 years ago back in Italy. we were on our way back from mountain outing with my mother madamme Renata my father Jhon and my half brother Stefan. Cold night and there was a silence that turned into deafness suddenly the car moved faster than a minute ago.
" What's happening " I asked my father who drove the car
" Shut up " he outbursted.
My heart ran faster than before. We were on a stiff creek zigzag down the mountain road. there was someone ran faster than our carthen after a while I looked at the front door ... I saw a guy standing ahead. I knew my father saw that guy too but Instead of having a sotp he drove as fast as he can.
