As I was very young.
A witch had a deal with my mother, and if my mother failed the task, I was to be Cursed upon the witch's Choosing.
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Why Mum?
Why make that deal?
Why cursed my loving heart
To the devils Vail.
You failed the task, now I must Suffer!
Thanks, if you ever loved I.
Here I sit,
Sobbing bloody tears.
Trapped year after year in a dungeon.
I Bleed after Death,
Since I am a Vampire!
That's what the witch chosen for I, to live eternity in Suffering.
I cry.
I beg to the galaxy of stars.
I Bleed after Death.
Since my mother is my prey, I'll destroy HER!
"That's the game.
That's how us Vampires play, we change once out of human form, once our brains gone different."- said a voice nearest far.
Now I lay, in a pool of blood.
Next to dear ole mothers sin.
ME.
Good-bye to my living soul.
Once I become full, I'll change personalities forever, and will no longer be the Old SOMMER!
Then a man appears, his steady, deathly gaze, surprised.
" Us Vampires have Sins, but not all is badder than you think... Newborn."-" now come with ME!"
And I left the murder scene.
