The sunshine was slowly creeping on the ceiling through the blinds. I didn't sleep. I mean I didn't really need it? But still it helped me be less drowsy. I walked through my bathroom and looked at the mirror. My eyes where bloodshot. It didn't shock me since I cried all night.
I brushed out my short wavy hair, put on my lipstick and throw on a orange sweater, some ripped red jeans, as well as a big floppy back hat. And my favorite sunglasses. I look at the mirror. "I look good today.." I picked up my bag and notebook.
I started up my car and head over to my local library. I walk in and the smell of old books flood the place. I smile popped on my face, "home"
I walked to the section of local newspapers "research time!"
"If I look about 18 and was turned 97 years ago.. it was about 1921 I remember the fuzzy back of a alleyway what was it death& co."I looked for that name until I found the local newspaper. "DEATH&CO. ALCOHOL BUST"
It was the time of prohibition... it looked about the right time for me to be turned. Maybe I was turned the night of that? I remember the cop cars sirens noise...I continue to look at the other pages "death&co. Hiring dancers!"
1920 April 21st I definitely have dancer feet "maybe that's what I am? Or was.." I jot down the notes down on the pageWHO AM I?
All of a sudden I herd a cackle from a man a dark man with a tall black trench coat
"My, my, Harper trying to find out who she was?""My name isn't Harper do I know you!?" I said defensively..
"It used to be."
He cackled again.

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Who am I? -completed-
VampirI woke up I don't know a̸n̸y̸o̸n̸e̸ I don't know my n̸a̸m̸e̸ or w̸h̸o̸ i̸ a̸m̸ all I know is I wake up I have a pounding headache I crave blood and my fangs wanna sink in to some ones skin this is my story finding w̸h̸o̸ i̸ a̸m̸