Ever since I was 3 years old I have always been asked what I wanted to be
At age 5 I went to a catholic school
The Nun asked me what I wanted to be and i simply replied:
A vampire! And the nun spanked my hand and called me the devils child
I've never like religion since then *smiles*
As I grew older those feelings grew deeper
Soon I became outcasts to many and picked on
But only a few children decided to get to know me better
Soon my dehydrated flower began to bloom
showing it beautiful purple petals
As my life continued the feeling continued growing deeper
Soon I began to have unknown pains
Often I forehead wold feel fuzzy
Doctors said it was from stress
So I tried to focus on something else
But it came back stronger...
Pathetic isn't it?
Now to cover up the pains I say I want to be a electronic engineer
Or writer... Just something to make my parents turn of their chatter box
a decade later i still want to be a vampire
It's heartbreaking... Yes i know useless isn't pity the poor girl
Now I've met another person along my destined path
Who've I've taken interest in
As he does the same for me
But there's something I can't quiet put my finger on
that is different....
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