𝙰𝚗 𝚄𝚗𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐

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I awoke in darkness. The smell of fresh dirt invaded my nose as I felt around me. I was trapped in a coffin, with no space and no opening's. I tried pounding on the walls, screaming and hoping someone would hear me. Nothing. Only Silence. Panic rose in me. I screamed and cried for help once more. Hope arrived, as I heard someone digging. But the more I pushed against the walls, the weaker I became. I was slowly loosing oxygen.

"Lila"

I heard my name being called.

"I'm here! Please help me!" I yelled weakly.

"Lila"

The voice once again called. The digging continued, but the more I listened,  I realized something. The digging didn't come from above.. but from under me.

"Lila...come to me, my queen" I heard the voice call out, as I slowly drifted into darkness.

After laying in what felt like, hours of darkness, I finally awoke. But this time not in the old rusty coffin I was in, but in my bedroom. Out of breath, I glance around my room. Everything was still in place, and normal.

"What was that dream?, It felt so- real" I asked myself.
I looked at the clock. 3pm. A rush of adrenalin came over me. I was totally behind schedule!

Quickly, I hurried out of bed and threw some clothes on, that I had found lying around. My room was such a mess, the only thing I could really find was a jean dress and some black tights to wear under it. Before heading out the door, I checked myself in the mirror and  styled my wavy dark brown hair with a small black bow, to match the outfit.

Heading to the kitchen I fixed my hair, making sure that my side part reached over my eye.
You see...I was born with two diffrent colored eyes. One was hazelnut brown and the other was a bright diamond like blue. My Mother used to tell me that the angels claimed me as their favorite and wanted to make sure I was well protected.  But to the kids in school, I was just another freak, a demon...a disgrace to the world.

The Bullying has gotten worse ever since mother died. People started accusing me of killing her with my eye, as if it possessed the power to take the life of anyone who dared to look at it. But the real reason she died, is because of cancer. Once she gave birth to me, she developed cancer and passed away when I was 14. Now I'm 18 and live on my own. My dad abandoned me two years ago and just as well as anyone else, blamed me for the death of mother.

But thats ok, I've started my own life here in Beverly Hill. A small town at the edge of the Black Woods. If you have read the introduction paragraph,  this will make more sense to you. The Black woods are very dangerous,  and not many people dare to step foot in those woods. Many people claim that it is cursed due to the many vampires that have died in it. In the middle of the black woods is a Graveyard, where all the Vampire and the Vampire king have been barried. Because of how scared people are of the woods, I volunteered to take care of it. Every night I walk to to grave yard and clean up. I sweep leaves off of graves, clean the thombstones and bring new flowers. Many question my actions and wonder how I'm not afraid of the woods. This graveyard is centuries old, and has alot of history to it, whether it's fake or not. I want to keep the peace and history going, so that it never gets forgotten. 

But I'm not the only one that comes here. Each year, a peace festival takes place, and during this festival,  seniors from my school throw partys at this graveyard. They play games, such as Truth or dare, spin the bottle, and so on. At the end of the night, when the clock strikes midnight,  they vote someone to spend 10 minutes in the Vampire Kings tomb, to proof their bravery.

This year, I am a senior, wich means I was forced to participate in the senior event tomorrow night. Did I want to? No, but I had no other choice.

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