She was no stranger to death.
She had passed him fleetingly many times; caught sight of him in the newspapers and on television. Saw him again when the family dog strayed into traffic, when he took her grandmother after a long battle with cancer, and when her grandfather went with him peacefully in the night not many days later.
The night he came for her parents was the night she started to wonder when he would take her, too.
To be honest, she had expected him to stay away longer than he had. Maybe she should have known better. But, who, at 15 years old, expects to die?
To be murdered.
Regardless, she met him as if he were an old acquaintance with as much understanding and accepting of her situation as she did everything else.
She didn't really expect to wake up again, though.
Although, in the beginning, she didn't expect vampires, either.
Authors Note:
Hey!
So, I'm really hoping there's some interest in this story (obviously)! It'll be my first multi-chapter story and I'm really hoping some people like the idea. Please review and follow, let me know what you think, I'd love to hear it. I'm planning on posting the first chapter soon regardless, but it'd be encouraging to have heard some feedback before then.