Sometimes living forever is not all it's cracked up to be, you see, I am a vampire. I have lived for five centuries. I was turned in 1511, I was living with my parents in the country. We didn't live far from the city but my father and my older brother took the time to travel to the city every month. We had neighbors, but they lived a little ways away, about a mile away. I was to marry the boy they had, that was my age, our parents arranged the marriage. I didn't want to marry him or anything but they are making us so we can put our farm together. That fateful night my parents and I were fighting about my future again, I was refusing to marry the boy down the road. That's when we heard the knocking on the door, my father went to check who would knock at the door at this time of night.
It was two men one appeared to be injured in some way, father helped the men into the house. That is when it happened the men then attacked my father as my mother and I walked into the room. One of the men then attacked my mother, I saw the man biting into her neck. What seemed to be a river of blood flowed from my mother's neck. I backed away scared of what was happening to my parents. I ran from the house that night hoping to get away, but instead I ran into a man that was exactly like the men at my house.
When I looked into his eyes I felt frozen all over, I could not move anything. The man ran his fingers over my face, and ran his fingers threw my hair. He whispered things to me, about how he was going to make me one of them. How he was going to bleed me dry and then feed me his blood to make me a creature of the night. I wanted to scream but it seemed that I could not get the breath to do so. Then he leaned down towards my neck and smelled me, his tongue seemed to slither out of his mouth. Then he licked my neck lightly and my pulse started to race as I stood there, I was so afraid of this man. The man wanted to know if I had any last words before he killed me. I didn't but I had one question, what was his name. He answered before he sank his fangs in to my neck.
" My name is Alastair."
Then everything went black and the last thing I heard was the screams tearing out of my throat.