Victim of The Night

I was not born like this. And never did I think I would become a vampire. I hate that word, *vampire* it sounds evil and demonic. Something I would not like to call myself. Back flashes of that nigh,t embraces me in a cold sweat. And quickly are gone when we step into the woods, my senses are pre-ocupied. Dancing around at this enchanting and mysterious place, my home now, The Woods.