Everyone and thing has a vampire inside them. Some are small and don't take a great effect in pur lives. Others are powerful, and make us who we are. Vampire/vampyres. The small ones, the ones people can cage only tempt us to do small things. That's why some Goths are Goth. Others, who cannot control theirs, become a vampire. Most vampires are gothic creatures, who's life matters most to them. There is not such thing as love for us. Others--and this is very rare--find their lives meaningless, and wish to help others. But I've never come across one like that. I sm one of the vampires that see themselves as the best. I pity those misreble human lives. But, I mustn't stay on the subjuect of me...as much as I want to.
To some, we are just posers, the insane. I know we're not. I know what we are. I know this is how we live. We are like most, only better. We are perfect, but we must not show-off. I really have no desire to be back in the nut house. But we are a family--a family with a bond that should never be broken. We were all blessed, and we must stick together.
Back to the point. The people witht the tiny vampires live their lives normally, and can be tamed. They are like humans. Eat, sleep, and die. We are the oppisites. We feed, we don't sleep, and we enver die. We will be around forever.
The small vampires can only bring us to make small mistakes. Others, with the poerful vampires, bring us to the dark side, and we dedicacate ourselves to it.
But, we all have vampires. Weak or powerful. It just depends on how we use them.
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Well, I read the entire entry, and the phrase that stands out is "back in the nut house" .
Hmm...it does. Probabaly should change that to Insane asylum or mental hospital. Eh.
Olivia and Ivy are on their way to Transylvania to meet their dad's side of the family, which just happens to be vampire royality. Olivia is prepped to feel ot of her element, but discovers she fits in with the fanged ones pretty well.
Ivy is a little less at ease--fancy clothes, royal dinners, and endless curtsies are not really her forbidden. She soon has a prject to distract her however. The crown prince of Transylvania seems a little too intrested in Olivia--is he just being friendly, or s he up to no good.
If you think this is gay, comment. It makes us vampires sound like softies. Ugh! I am definatly not a softie!
When I was young, about six, I hit my mother and broke her arm bone. When I was seven, I dramk the blood out of a steak on the kitchen counter. When I was eight, a voice in tempted me to murder my parents. I resisted. Later that week, I told my friend, and she ran away screaming that I was a freak. When I was nine, I had a violent mood change, and broke my sisters arm, and later that day, felt her fear of me. When I was ten, my eyes changed to bllck from blue suddenly. When I was eleven, I began to get sick for no apperent reason, and failed fifth grade. At the age twelve, I knew what I was. And now, at the age of thirteen, I know everything about myself, and who I am. And I have found a community of teenagers and adults that are just like me. They're my true family. I know that you guys won't tell me I'm a freak for saying what I am. I know you won't say I'm crazy because of my violent mood-swings. And you won't say I am disgusting for craving blood. And won't say I am self-obsorbed for saying I am apart of the dominant speices. And you won't say I am delusional for saying I was vampire. And you won't say I'm a liar for explaining my mind-reading and skills like that. And that you won't send me away because I was different. I believe your my true family, even though I barely know you...
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