The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

i went back to our hide away, a castle of the coast and watched them act as if they were animals. their were shape shifter,mind reader, and their were demons, but their was one that i admire the most he was not only from a royal house or a royal line but he was a original vampire.

we were taken under his wing and taught about life as a different person. "Lillian come to my room i want to speak with you." i approached a door made from an old oak tree. i then shut the door and sat in a chair across from his desk. "you wanted to see me?"

i watched as he started to sniff the air. "you have been around humans again haven't you?" "yes, but is that really any of your concern?" i then got up and walked to the door when he grabbed me, "you are not to be seen by people remember or have you forgotten the last person that saw you in 1784?" i then pulled his hand off me, " I am a lot stronger and it won't happen again."

every time i go out waves of people pass me by concerned about what is going to happen if they don't get to work on time, or what their next move is when they finish they days work. yet when a funeral takes place in their lives it is like the earth has stood still for those few hours. bosses don't matter not even what their next meal will be. they morn and weep for those they have lost and yet they don't ask for a reason or care what the persons last request would be. but that is life as we know it today unless you gain profit from the person that died you could care less what that person would have wanted.

but i am getting ahead of myself, i walked over to a casket and viewed the person lying their peacefully and wonder if they knew their time would come or if it was spontaneous. I am a death walker, i enjoy going to funerals and not cause i enjoy the site of death but cause i enjoy the thought that when i talk to the dead they can tell me what they wanted before they died.

i had just finished helping a lady that died from cancer tell her husband that she wanted nothing more than to be next to him before she died and that made her the happiest person in the world. i then walked out of the building and looked around at all the people talking to relatives they have not seen since they were a child.

a little girl then walked up to me and asked me how i was related to her grandma and i just said, "she was a dear friend." she smiled and thanked me for coming to pay my respects then ran off to talk to her granddad. i came back to the moment of the wave of people that were passing by me thinking, would they still have the same lives if they were like me and if not what would they do with their life?

we belonged in this world when we were little and our gift had not shown up yet. but when the time came for us to gain our new site we joined a group of others like us. out casts that preferred to be alone. yet through my time with them i still wanted a way of staying in touch with the world i knew before i became a death walker.

1692 East of the Philippine Mountains, there is a small town called Salem. Tap, Tap, Tap, I woke up that night before it got dark and got dressed Tap, Tap, Tap, who could that be, I looked out my window it’s Mrs. Tysbourne, I ran down so we could go. We ran into the woods with other children from the village and stopped at a boiling cauldron. “Mrs. Tysbourne what are we doing tonight, hearing stories?” “No, tonight one of the children asked me to do some spells.”

“May I help put herbs in the pot?””Of course, go in my bag and grab an herb you like.”I was five and not been told about witch’s and spells. I stuck to Mrs. Tysbourne like glue as we gathered around and sat by the cauldron. “Alright say your wish and put your herbs and things in the pot,” I got up and placed night lily in the cauldron and saw a girl named Sarah Williams place an infants clothing into the cauldron.

She started to sing in words I did not understand. Crack, she stopped someone’s in the woods and Mrs. Tysbourne yelled run as she grabs my hand and we ran. Later on I was home and Mrs. Tysbourne said, “Pixie I like you okay-like my own child- do me a favor, will you?” I agreed to be quiet and keep her and me a secret. I got up the next morning thinking it was a dream, later that day I found out Goody Good, and Goody Osbourne were in jail.

The girls from last night were their along with Sarah Williams and told people the women did witchcraft. That night I went to Mrs. Tysbourne to ask for help and stopped behind a wood shack and herd a man talking in a black cloak, “Mrs. Tysbourne you can be free from the white man just sign the book.” A few minutes later she signed the book and I saw the man looking at me and hid behind the shack more. Mrs. Tysbourne left and I waited a little longer. Then I saw the man, “Why did Mrs. Tysbourne write in that book?”

“Cause, this be a book of adventures and all use have to do is sign your name.” “I put Pixie right next to Mrs. Tysbourne.” He said he would see me soon and I curiously walked off to Mrs. Tysbourne’s house. Sarah Williams stepped in front of me and said “I know what you did and if you do what I ask I won’t tell,” so I agreed. The next day Mrs. Tysbourne was put in jail for being a witch.