I had never believed in anything supernatural, not ghosts, ghouls, vampires, werewolves or anything even similarly close. I believed that if I could touch it, smell it, see it or hear it must be real. If science, if there was solid proof that it existed, then I believed it was real.
I had never believed that creatures of the moon, were so close to our society. I had no idea that they were on the outskirts of our cities. I had no idea that some of them had chosen to live among us and work, play among us. I had no idea.
I was like most of the population. We had no idea that there were supernatural creatures living near us, and we had no reason to question whether they existed or not. We had legends and myths and there were always people that claimed they spotted these creatures, but no solid evidence.
I didn't think about whether there was something out there or not. I just went about my days. I went to school, talked with friends, did my homework and then worked. My days were all like that. School, work, homework, friends, parents.
I was 16 years old and my greatest fears and goals were probably no different than others goals. My fears were revolved around getting good grades and getting into a good school. My dreams were to have a good job, meet the love of my life, enjoy the little things and the big things.
Fate had a different plan for me. I would not graduate from school and I would not go to college.
