Once upon a time there was me, Alex. I was born into a special little family with a lot of history. vampires do live forever. unless someone kills you with not metal but wood, a wooden stake to the heart would do the trick. But my family hasn't been around for long. i would say about 100 to 200 years. Then theres me. I'm probably 50 years older then my family was when they were slaughtered, and burned then ripped to pieces. eventually you lose track of your age. So anyway there i was, my back against the cold hard cellar wall. my heart pounding, sweat dripping down my forehead. I think i crossed the line this time. Because man, he was angry. not your average pace around angry. This was pound the brick wall bend the cellar bars type of angry, vampires are stronger then your average human. i needed help but, we had been put in there because the towns people found out what we were. we were in there to drain our souls of blood and die slowly. My thinking was interrupted buy another punch to the gut. After that he just stood there. his eyes were firce. like a dragons eyes. But all those creatures left a long time ago. Next thing i knew i was on the ground. Thats what i get for not fighting back. but now i guess its time for me to get up. i jumped to my feet and said "you want to fight? well guess what i'm older, stronger, and faster so lets see what you got."
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The life of a vampire
VampireI wasn't born this way, it was all the my boyfriend. He told me his secret, and i thought i could trust him. Next thing i knew i woke up in the middle of the night his teeth deep in my bloody neck. He realized what he did and fed me his blood. I wok...
