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he also “loved”. So from that day on, I’ve alwaysconsidered the “What if’s” about their entire lifechanging and losing what’s most valuable and

precious to them, like I had.

DeathSweet

SeductivePain free

And LyingBut the only way

To escape a painful life

That’s something I tell people when they ask mewhat the life of a vampyre is like. They’re usualresponse is either Aw struck or a dumbfounded look because of what they’re use to imagining. The

people who give me the dumbfounded look explainthat they always imagined the life of a vampyre tobe wonderful, carefree, and probably the best thing

in the world. And the people who give me the Awstruck face are mostly fascinated by how poetic I canbe when I’m describing something with very fewwords. But my answer to the fantasy of a vampyres’ life being wonderful, carefree and the best thing inthe world is that’s never the case.

I always have the trouble with being around humans

because of being able to decipher what scent iscoming from which human, and if it’s good enough totaste. Or if I even want to taste it.

A problem with a stereotype of a vampyre is that wehave no soul. We go around killing anyone and



everyone. Also that we’re the walking dead. Not toshoot that stereotype down, but we do have souls,we don’t go around killing anyone and everyone, and we’re not the walking dead. We have standards for

the human of our choosing to be. They can’t besomeone random that we plucked off the streets.They need a certain scent. (Every vampyre has adifferent scent requirement.) And we like them to beslim, but sometimes for our own personal pleasure, areally fine, good looking, fit and healthy person.

As always when among humans we can’t blow our

cover, everything about us (including me until I turninto my vampyre form) resembles humans...except our teeth. (Aka fangs) Except people tend not tonotice them, that or they don’t care and just think that we have sharper K9 teeth. But we’re happy,whatever the reason for them not acknowledging out fangs, is. We’re just happy we haven’t blown our cover to the entire human race. Why do I say that?

Well because if that were the case then, we’d behaving humans coming up to us left and right askingus to change them, or we’d be living in a world of terrified anticipation.Everybody’s expecting the vampyres to make adangerous move for the human race. Like start goingaround kidnapping as many people as we can and keep them hidden, away from everyone except the

people we previously kidnapped and stored or just start going on a random killing spree and start killingas many people as we could during the day and night. Or even start farming the humans for blood and sell it to the other vampyres. None of those arethe greatest things to have the humans anticipate



about. The humans that do know are my closest and best friends. By telling them I can see who is a truefriend and who isn’t. I mean sure I could kill any oneof them if I wanted to at any moment, but they don’t

care. They accept me for who I am, not what I am.

But if you’re wondering enough to eventually ask me. Yes a few of them at first were so excited they asked me to change them. They understood my reasoning for saying no, thankfully. After I explained what happened the first time I changed someone Icared for and whom I loved.

I find myself all too often in trees at night, awaitingthe long desired feel of the wind playing with, and tousling my hair. The relaxing feeling from the wind brushing against my skin. And the wind playing itssweet notes of freedom in the trees.

Freedom, oh sweet, sweet freedom, I can no longer

feel your sensations running, pulsing through my veins. I long the feel of you again, once, twice, eventhree times, just to remember the feeling, the taste,and the delight of you.

My friends think I’m crazy to go out every night and sit in trees waiting for the wind, but that’s what they think, not the truth. If I were to spend an entire day

with and around humans, I’d definitely go insane, for sure. But they end up not really caring what my reasoning is for doing that, as long as I’m not goinghunting for human blood instead.

Dear Diary,



Today June 23

I saw someone in the trees tonight as well as me, Idon’t know who it was but, I know for a fact I’ve seen

them before. I don’t know where I’ve seen thembefore, but I have. This is really weird; I thought Iwas the only vampyre in this part of Seattle. Wait…I’m not even sure if it was a vampyre that I saw. Wellanyways, I’ll be sure to get a better look and find out who it was, that I saw in the trees with me tomorrowafter I get done with online schooling.

- Lyra Night

Things at school are seriously getting weirder and weirder, I just saw a kid who had, literally, snowwhite hair, unbelievable crystal blue eyes, had tohave been at least 6’3. Not all that tanned, but not like pure white, roughly around 175 pounds, had tohave been mainly muscle by the way his body was.Somewhat spiky hair that covered one of his eyes,

really white teeth, and what appeared to be really smooth skin. And that was from observing him for about two minutes, believe it or not.

I later found out his name, Jesse White. At least Ithink that’s his name…I only heard him say it onceand he wasn’t speaking all that loud for me to hear. Ishall find out for sure tomorrow, when I go see him.

Today was funny though. He said I snuck up behind him so quietly, he wouldn’t have known I was therehad I not tapped him on the shoulder, making himturn around and face me. But all I have to say is that



we’re strangely the same height, if not me being likean inch taller.

Weirdest part of my day, I went and saw him again, I

confirmed his name really is Jesse White, (candefinitely understand where the white comes from…)and he was shirtless. Which was kind of awkward for me at the moment, but then I saw his tattoo and IT WAS AWESOME! It was a black bleeding heart, and it had blue torn wings and it covered his entire back.That’s when I took a higher fascination with tattoos,and why I got so many.

Many times I’ve been alone, or, at least I thought Iwas because my detection for humans around mewas screwy. Which reminds me of one time that Iwas outside at, twelve-thirty in the morning, sittingin a tree, singing. With no knowledge of Jesse beingon the roof of the school listening to me sing, for likean hour and a half to two hours. And I finally noticed

he was there when I caught his scent in the wind.That’s when I finally stopped and I, for some reason,actually shivered afterwards. That was when Inoticed someone watching me, watching my every move and listening for any kind of sound I might make. That kind of pissed me off…apparently enough for my eyes to turn blood red and for me to

jump out of the tree and leave in the matter of like

1.5 seconds.

Dear Diary,Today

June 24



Well I didn’t find out who it was that I saw in thetrees last night. I did on the other hand get slightly

pissed off, because when I thought I was alone I wasactually surrounded by a person I knew and

someone else that was watching me. But now Iguess since I haven’t “eaten” anything (blood) yet at all today I may as well stop writing and go get awater bottle and try to relax while drinking that,having an essence burning with candles lit and arelaxing CD of thunder, rain, and waterfalls.

- Lyra Night

I don’t know why, but I woke up this morning feelinglike I wanted to kill someone…like someone waswatching my every move from somewhere inside my house. I couldn’t pin point where exactly, but I did know someone was inside my house watching me.Well time to go hang upside down on a bar in my garage. Then after that, time to workout.

Ok finally finished working out, now I’m trying to pin point where the person is inside my house. Well,definitely know that whoever it is, is trying not tomake too much noise, and tried not to make his/her scent all that obvious. Well congrats to the person,for they definitely knew what they were doing…untila slip of the foot, made it completely obvious as to

where they were. And they were out of luck today,considering I got there so fast and pinned them inone of the corners in my attic.

Strange enough it was Jesse that I pinned. Yeah Iknow, creepy right? Almost exactly what I said to him



after pulling away so I could actually get a better look at him instead of having my mouth so close tohis neck. “Creepy enough Jesse? I mean seriously what’s with you being in my attic watching me??”

“Yeah…about that sorry, just…was…sorry ummmbye.” “No, why were you in my attic?” “No reason…seriously ummm yeah bye.” “Do you usually stutter when your trying to answer aquestion after getting caught watching someone intheir attic?”

“…”

Turns out he didn’t “know” it was me that lived here.Oh well at least I figured out who was watching me. Iended up letting him take a shower and stay in my guest bedroom though. The least I could do after finding him in my attic and making him come down.Now to wait until tomorrow to question him.

I found out that he only gets about two hours of sleep, which is more than I get. If I’m lucky, I’ll get alittle over an hour and a half of sleep.

Dear Diary,

Today

June 25Well I found out who was watching me from insidemy house but I seriously thought it was going to bethat one person…that was watching my every movein the woods by the school. Guess not. Oh well. But now I’m trying to figure out Jesse, I can still read his



mind and watch his dreams and stuff but I’m limited. And I’m curious as to why. Well I guess I’ll either find out some other time or never. Goodnight I’m goingto try and sleep, even though I feel someone’s still

watching me, and that’s putting me on my edgiest,most protective and on guard side to face the world and possible threat in my life.

-Lyra Night

Scary thing to wake up to…a person bending over you watching you, that is until you hit them in the

face and make them have a bloody nose. That’s theworst thing to wake up to when you’re a vampyre. Ifell to my knees because of the overpowering aromaof his blood filling my room. I had no windows openand I didn’t even have my door open like when Iwent to bed. The logical thing would have been totell him to get out of my room and open a windowand give him some tissue for his nose, but knowing

me I fell under the impulse to have his blood. I don’t even remember anything, besides hearing himscream and then start to moan and then when Ifinally realized what I was doing and pulled away, hissilk red blood flowing down his neck, his completely frightened face and then the fact that I was only in a

pair of jeans with a bra on that was now covered inblood. Realized after looking at him for, what

seemed a thousand years, that it wasn’t Jesse and that, Jesse was staring at me in the door way.

That’s when I felt lightheaded enough to pass out,and unfortunately for me, I did pass out. But oh no,not until after hitting my head against my work desk



that I had. That’s when all hell broke loose, not only did I wake up about a minute later in my actualvampyre form, which I’m not going to describe, I had a blinding migraine from me hitting my head against

the desk, and not one, but two completely terrified people I hardly knew if at all knew looking at me,terrified yet amazed.

Jesse and the unknown person, whom I had just sunk my fangs into, were the first people to ever see mein my vampyre form. This wasn’t at all the greatest for me because for one, I had to clean my carpet of

my blood and “my victims’.” And I had to try and explain to the two freaked out and frantic people inmy house, that were starting to make my blindingmigraine worse…however you can make a blindingmigraine worse, I don’t know. One bad thing about being me, is that when I turn into my vamp form Ilose all the human blood I have inside of me, and my blood becomes a really weird black liquid flowing

through my veins. And another, is that usually vampyre blood is appealing to other vampyres but for some reason mine isn’t. And it definitely isn’t appealing to humans. Another that’s strange about being me, is when I’m a vampyre, I can controlwater, wind, and fire. For some reason I’m able toblend in with nature, like I could be sitting in a treeand without knowing it I’ll blend in with the tree, but

I’ll be translucent and I’ll shimmer. And a really weird part about it is, that I can actually heal things and when I’m healing something or someone I becometranslucent and I shimmer, again. Really weird thingsto have to deal with if you were me, but be happy

you’re not. Completely weird. Worst part about all of



it, is that it’s all still a new adventure for me to find out even though it’s been this way for two hundred and twenty three years.

Now I don’t have one human living in my house, Ihave two. This is killing me inside, because of howtempted I am to drink their blood. By force or not, Iwant to more than ever. They both are definitely my type of humans for blood. I have Jesse living in my guest bedroom and then I have a guy named Riku…Ithink living in my room, sleeping in a cot all day longand then going out into the night, sometimes with

me. Riku isn’t very talkative, that is until you start talking about the right subject or ask him the right questions. Then it’s hard for me to get him to stoptalking for more than two seconds. If I didn’t knowany better I’d say that Riku is supposedly a ninja, or so he says. I mean I get that he could possibly knowmartial arts fighting but come on, a ninja? I’ve only ever heard of someone calling themselves a ninja in

the movies, not actually someone who literally thought they were one.

I like talking to Riku sometimes. Something about him just, makes me feel more at ease unlike whenI’m around Jesse; I’m tense and wanting to drink hisblood constantly. There’s something different about Riku, that’s more alluring then the need and want

that I have for his blood. Just something that I can’t really get a grip on, I mean I can tell he’s different but I can’t tell how he’s different. And that’s startingto bug me, isn’t me being a vampyre, being able toread people’s minds and look into their souls,



supposed to let me know how one human is different than all the rest?

You’d think that that would be the case, which it

normally is, but apparently not with Riku. He’sguarded, tense and always on the look-out for thingsthat could be possible threats. But I do have to say that he is kind of cute…alright he’s more than cute,but what am I suppose to say, OMG! HE IS SO HOT!?I think not, thank you very much. I may still be ateenager, according to vampyric aging, but I’m not one of the human, girly-girl, constantly checking my

hair and reapplying makeup, and always gushingover “cute” or “hot” guys, teenager.

Ok I know that it’s creepy for me to say this, but sometimes when I’m not reading or out in the woodsenjoying the night breeze, I watch Riku and Jessesleep. Call me crazy but I feel like I’m invading their

privacy, not to mention it makes me feel way too

much like, oh…who is he? Oh yes, Edward Cullen inthat book series I heard about…Twilight? Well, nomatter the case of feeling too much like Edward, Ihave found myself thinking about them in class,when I should be paying attention. But it’s kind of hard to pay attention when I’ve heard the same old,boring text book stuff for as long as I can remember.But I hate when I start thinking about them, because

then I start thinking about how cute they are, and how strong they are, and most of all how much Iwant to drink Jesses’ blood and Rikus’ blood…again.

Freaking embarrassing, I was just blaring my musicto the point where I couldn’t hear ANYBODY, and I



was singing…go figure, when out of no where Rikuand Jesse walk into my room, and I was dancing. Youmight be asking yourself, how in the world is that embarrassing? Well it is when you’re in your bra and

panties, and you turn around to find two guyslaughing in your doorway, and then noticing that oneof them is checking you out. Lucky for me the song Iwas listening to was Baby Boy by Sean Paul and Beyonce…not. The song only made Jesse checkingme out worse. But enough of me bickering, it, on theother hand, was actually pretty funny, especially since I was still standing there like a moron in my bra

and panties!

Either way that moment was funny and awkward at the same time. It was funny because of how intently

Jesse was checking me out and it was awkward because I was just standing there while Riku laughed at me. All that lasted about five, maybe, ten minutes,before I got my feeling back in my body and

smacked them both in the heads just before pushingthem out the door into the hallway.

I later asked them why they had walked into my room, typically they answered because they werecurious as to what I was doing since my music wasup so loud. I told them, that next time I have my music up that loud, not to walk into my room

because they don’t know what I might be doing. But to either knock on my door or just wait until I leavemy room to ask.

Of course, they did no such thing when I had my music up loud again. Thankfully I hadn’t been getting



dressed; I was instead rearranging my room. Stillbugs the crap out of me that they didn’t listen towhat I said, and instead had walked into my roomlike they owned it again. But they did get hit in the

faces with a piece of my library that I was movinginto my room as their punishment, even though Ihadn’t planned on that happening.

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