Vampires
An: An English assignment I wanted to put up here for a while now, but haven't had the chance to.
Disc: I am not Darren freakin' Shan (although he is on my myspace) so I DONT OWN IT!!!
I stare at the ten small scars on my fingers thinking of how my live has been, and will be, but mostly of how my life will never be. I always dreamed to become a writer, not a nightwalking creature of the undead. I sigh and try to think of what my life will be. I see nothing. I sigh, tears of sorrow falling from my eyes into my hands.
I feel a hand at my shoulder; looking up, I see my mentor at my side. "It is not that bad." he says. I don't beleve him. I start to shake as I think of my family.
I sigh and stand up... only to fall from exaustion. I sigh and struggle up, for I am a vampire, and thats all I will ever be. I smile and face the oncomming sun as I head to my coffin.
I am a vampire, I just don't want to be.
As I said, it was a poem I did for English, and I really liked it..so I put it here. Supposed to be in Darren's POV right after Mr. Crepsley-cool, I spelled it right without looking it up!-digs him up after he was blooded.
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