Questions flood my mind as soon as he stops talking. "Why are there so many of us now then?" i ask, if they were almost extinct them why are there so many populating the world yet again. I close my eyes briefly to collect all my racing thoughts. I have my hands in between my thighs to keep them still. I will not show this family the monster that they have sitting in front of them.
He face is weary like the history is draining him. I feel slightly sorry for the uneasy i must cause this family but it will all be made up for soon. "The little boy eventually grew up; he had a high resentment for his family and wanted to be as powerful and rich as he could possible be without regards to who he had hurt to get there. He went on a spree with many women. As a result he had many children who are immortal. He recreated the immortal race. No one knows if it was on purpose or not. No one knows who he is or where he is now, but he has to be out there somewhere."
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Teen FictionSometimes all it takes to push someone over the edge is one little word. Only some are strong enough to do what I did, and only some know what it means to truly be alone. I happen to be one of those people. Will I make it out alive, living in this...
