As i look in the mirror day by day i see my stomach getting bigger and bigger realizing that i won't survive.9 months in to the pregnancy,about to have the baby any minute now my husband Liam enters the room and says "its time honey" with a depressed look on his face because he knows i am about to die.As he steps in front of me he tells me he loves me so much and he never wants to lose me.i walk slowly down the hall in into the delivery room i start to cry then sit on the bed.The baby is slowly moving its self downward .i start to take my last breath,now......i am dead.as the minutes go by my heart starts to beat again,i don't know how but it does i open my eyes and say to myself,i am a vampire.
