Darkness

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They told me to fear the dark. They forgot to mention what happens in the light. I've always been a fan of the dark. It's always been there.
I lay in the hospital bed. But that's unknown to me. I'm inside my head all I see is darkness. Wait let me start from the beginnning....
My name is Rosemarie Hathway. (You better call me Rose unless you would like to lose a precious body part. Even if it is small...) I'm 17 years young. I've been running with the princess for a year. That was until we got caught by Dimitri Belikov. I had been strengthening myself in case of strigoi or the guardians. After running for a year they found us. I took them all 34 guardians. And I also took the Russian God Dimitri. I had him down I could've killed him but Lissa's told me to stop. I broke his wrist then stopped. We were taken back to the academy.
There's strigoi, damphirs, and ,moroi living and dead among us. Strigoi are the evil undead vampires living off blood from humans and moroi. Damphir is what I am. Half human half vampire. We are trained guardians of the moroi. We live off human food. Moroi are vampires that feed on blood. Royal moroi special in elemental magic and also feed off blood. But there are some very rare moroi that element in spirit.
My best friend Vasilissa Dragomir (aka Lissa unless you would like to have a broken nose by me) have been best friends since first grade when the teacher made us spell our whole names out. To me in first grade Rosemarie clare Hathway and Vasilissa Anne Dragomir is quite long.
Ever since I've went to Lissa's house for christmas. Considering the fact i don't know my father. And my mother dropped me off at the academy when i was five. On the way to the dragomirs house there was a car accident.I was in the a car accident. Lissas parents death occured along with her brother Andre. I would've died if it wasn't for Lissa's spirit ,she's rare.Also the last in line to become queen in the dragomir line. Lissa's healed me. And were spirit bound. That wreck is how I ended up in this hospital. And the darkness was there.I was trapped in My head. My chances were slim, but I couldn't let that stop me. It was escape or death. And I wasn't ready to die.

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