Chapter One

I was at home in my room. I had no idea what I was going to do about being supernatural. I mean, I was just five, and I had to drink blood to live. I told my mom, and she seemed like it was the most regular news ever to her. Stupid, right? Now, I have no idea what to do with my life. Am I going to grow up like the rest of the people, or not?

11 years later...

I am at home, on the computer.

Impressum

Texte: Strictly my own things. Any copying is not alowd.
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 04.04.2011

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