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I'n 7th grade, things started to change a lot more. I finally found this friend group, and hung out wiht them 24/7. Just like any other kid; the people you first meet are usually the people your going to be around with for a logn time. I think I got my style and outgoing-ness form them. That year was the year I started to get into trouble. And being teased, and getting low grades, and I started to collect enemies, as well. It was hard, I have to admitt.

I remember sitting in math one da, drawing a comic instead of doing the problem on the board. I was drawing a funny comic, one of my math teacher and a bully named Jordan dying when a pointed crown accedentally hit them. Just writing this down makes me laugh. Most people would just call it a version ofd slapstick comedy,right? Not my teacher... she found it and her expression started turning a mix of angry and dissapointed.

She took me to the office and got me a counselor. He thought I had problems because he overrepeted the question "Do you have any weapons at home". I just kept on answering "I don't know" He must have been some Buddhist-lover freak, because he seemed so calm. Come to think of it, I should have said "Yeah, I have weapons. Its called a butchor knife and a small turkey carver"

I shouldn't have been dealing with this crap... everyday of my life....





I don't know why I wrote this in my journal, I guess It's just my way of showing how messed up I was.... and still am.



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FathersGrace
01:33 Aug 12 2009

you know, a teacher found a comic i drew about a boy shooting up a school and i got sent a day group at a local mental hospital for like two weeks!! i say this because it is a bit similiar to your tale lol. You dont seem very messed up :)

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I would believe this to be a stroy entry...

About, how I became a vampire.

First off, I would liek to say I believe in pastlives. And I believe I used to be a vampire. (If you are interested in how I became a vampire then, message me)

But this life, I was born a vampire. (Yes, for those who don't know; it is possible!) Ever sinse I was little I had the urge to drink blood. I was amazed by it, thought of it as the river of life inside a body. If a family member or friend got hurt, I would lick the cut. Any chance I got, IU would steal a taste.

I remember one time when I was young, I took a visit to the doctor for a few shots I needed. When the nurse turned around, I would like the wound a needle had left.



As you most likely already know, I'm a sang vampire, a vampire who takes energy from human blood.



Now, of course I have doners. My friends have always been willing to safetly give me their blood.