Chapter 1
My name is Victoria, and I'm a Vampyre.
I didn't spell it incorrectly I spelt it correctly.
When I was born my mother, Valerie wore a scarlet, velvet cloak. We lived in the snowy forest, in a cosy, stone cottage, filled with old, oak furniture and topped off with a warm fireplace for the cold nights. My Auntie Helda visited regularly and loved me to bits. When I was Eleven my mum received a beautiful brooch from the queen, she gave it to me to treasure and remember her when I grew up. Later that day I went to my room clutching the brooch close to me intending not to lose it, I clambered onto my bed and fell into a deep sleep. Little did I know that my mother wandered off through the forest to my auntie's house, leaving me all on my own. When she arrived,
Helda asked "Where is Victoria? Why have you left her?"
"Oh, should I of?" Replied my mother.
"No, what if something happened to her!"
"I know I'm sorry."
"It's not me you should be apologising to… Go back home and I'll come with you."
They left Helda's house and return back to our cottage.
"Mum!" I shouted as they opened up the door, running towards them and giving them a cuddle. "I missed you."
"It's ok darling, I shouldn't of left you like that." Mum said quietly.
A few days later while I was sleeping I heard the front door creaking, Mother had left. Helda came round to check on me soon after that realising she'd gone for good.
"I'll look after you Victoria, I always will." Helda told me softly.
"I love you." I said amorously.
I guess that's all I can remember of my mother when I was younger but I always cherished the little brooch, encrusted with real sapphires and emeralds, worth thousands.