Monsters
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The fact that Vampires,Werewolves and Witches are fiction is bull,and humans need to know the truth. Vamps are real,Weres and Witches,Wizards and warlocks every other fictional creature from a fairytale are real worst of all is my home town is on the border of their territories and they're at war. My town went separate ways to which who we would fight for,But me I can't because my mom and dad are Vamps my boyfriend is a Were and my best friend is a witch. All I can do is hope for the best or try to stop this nonsense they're only fighting because of me.They want my power. Yes,I have power I'm a Vamp,my boyfriend turned me so I'm also a Were and when i was younger Isabelle cursed me. It's up to me to stop this war before this war isn't just about us 'monsters'
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