Blood Of Immortality

All I wanted was to be a normal person, to fit in, to have friends, to be someone. Truth is, I'm something. It all started when I made the haunting mistake of walking through the alleyway trying to get home faster, and I knew it was a mistake the minuet I turned the corner, but I couldn't turn back. There was homeless men, women, and children, all trying to keep warm and dry in the cold rain, but that was not what sent the chills down my back, they where not homeless people, but simply homeless creatures, waiting to devour the souls of people making the wrong choice of walking down the alleyway so late at night; and I was one of those people.