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I'm waiting...waiting for my prey to reach its point of consumtion, to let its gaurd down, so i can enjoy my consumption.
I am a disgrace to all beings, to live off the blood of another creature. I try to be better than what i am, better than the disgraceful glutton my heart wants me to be, better than this, but every time i turn away, the scent of my preys' blood is drowning me in an endless abyss.
what am i to do with such a cruel, disgusting fate? how am i to deal with this hunger, this thirst?
i can't because i am not worthy, you are not worthy, we are not worthy to resist it.
has destiny cursed all of my kind to this forsaken cause? why do we exist? only to lesser the existance of another.
we are monsters.
there are no exceptions.
so what is the outcome of my endless waiting, waiting for my prey, the same as it will always be as long as the sun and moon rise:
i will attack.


well this is another concept i was coming up with when i was contemplating on the whole reluctant vampire type thing. you know the vampires who hate what they are. self hatred is one of the many traits i like in vampires because it makes me feel like if they fall in love with the female protaganist that somehow she can make him feel that hes not a monster and there is a reson for his existance. this is an exprep form my new book im writing. its kinda hard to belive im only 13. LOL well anywho please comment. BTW the book is about a vampire who travels across the world to find his creator who abandon him after his creation. hes trying to get revenge and lead a human life. how? you may ask. well he wants to kill his creator and eat her heart and become human again. and along the way he meets some people who make his decision of becomeing human again harder. plus he was in love with his creator...