Life, Death, Together

In a world full of mythical creatures, dragons, goblins, almost anything imaginable. A human is born to lower class vampires, doctors saying she wouldn't live. A child around the same age as her is put next to her crib in the hospital, friends until the end. Friends until the human didn't make it. Friends until...

Until they are separated, the human said to have died but, how?
Was the creature medicine too much?
Maybe they weren't meant to be friends?
Maybe even more then friends...

This story actually sucked. I wrote it with no intention and didn't have a single plot idea, it was just me writing when and how I felt like it, please, go check out another book of mine.