Chapter 1: My dad is a Vampire
am standing behind the curtain, watching the team before us compete. They call our name; the ravens and we walked on to the stage. The lights were bright, and the crowd was loud. My team comes up to me and I tell them "don't hold back, and give it all they got, just stay in control." I feel like I'm going to pass out, but I took a deep breath and walked on. The music started and I sang, I sang my heart out. My team is behind me dancing the steps out with me, and singing low along with me. Soon all I heard was the beat of the drums, and the bass of the guitar. I wouldn't stop singing at that moment, nothing could stop me from this moment I felt invincible. All of a sudden I hear my mom saying "what is going on and what is that noise coming from your room?" ok so I'm not a famous singer yet, but that doesn't mean I can't be. "Mom it's me, I'm just singing." I heard her sigh and say to herself "what am I going to do with that girl." So I called up my friend and we decided to meet at the mall, and our other friends tagged along with us. When I walked in I was a flyer that stated, SINGING COMPETITION AT 4 PM ON SATURDAY THE 19TH OF NOVEMBER! WINNER WILL RECORD A SONG WITH WHOEVER THEY WANT! I showed my friends, and they told me to give it a shot. So I signed up, and so did my worst competitor; Ashley. Then I looked at the date and I only had a week to prepare. I needed a song and fast. I called my mom and asked her if I could stay out a little longer that planned. She asked me why, but I hung up. So I went shopping for an outfit. I found a pair of flare jeans, and a tank-top. It was cute too. Then I found a cute pair of sneakers, and jacket. Then I heard my friend Kat say "Missy! What are you doing?" I answered "preparing for the competition." She replied, "You are going overboard, what will your mom say about this?" I didn't care and chose no to listen to anyone else. I then thought about what song I should sing, but I couldn't figure out any song that wouldn't sound ridiculous.
It was Friday November 18th I still didn't have a song to sing at the competition. I got home from school and was listening to music on YouTube. When a message appeared in my inbox. So I opened it and it was a recording. I plugged my head phones in to it, and listened to it. It was a good song and at the end it said "that was Missy Destiny, singing DON'T HOLD BACK." I stopped it and realized that was my voice singing that. I looked to see who it was from, but it said anonymous. I played the rest of it and it said "this girl has a lot of potential, and I hope to see her name in the charts, she is one of my great friends and she is only 6 years old." I couldn't believe it, I sang that well at the age of 6. I had to find that song, and sing it in the competition. I searched through all my songs and finally found it. I looked it over and it had everything written on it, from the notes to the dance moves, I was astonished. I taught myself the song again, and again. Then I worked on the moves, until I had it down pat. I could sing the song from my heart and soul and I could dance like no other.
It was Saturday November 19th, the day of the competition. A whole lot of girls had gone all ready. Then Ashley was up, and I was watching her from behind the curtain, my friends were right behind me. Then the director called my name "Missy Destiny, is singing a song written and composed by her self. DON'T HOLD BACK. All right lets hear it for Missy!" the crowed cheered and my friends went to the audience to watch. At the last minute I saw him, and I went on. I music started, and my foot started to tap, and I sang;
When you're feeling down
And no one knows, just look on up
And open your eyes, just speak up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't look back, stay right on track
Don't close your eyes,
Just keep on going now, yeah
Don't hold back
I can hear your voice,
It starts to soar, there you go
Just don't hold back
If you do, you're sure to loose,
And if you go for it
I will be right there
Cheering you on, I'm telling you
Don't look back, stay right on track
Don't close your eyes,
Just keep on going, yeah
DON'T HOLD BACK!
I finished the song, and the crowed cheered, the judges stood up and applauded. I looked out to find that face, and I couldn't find it. Until I looked towards the door, to see that he was leaving. He turned just as I looked and smiled at me. And I knew that he was the on that sent the recording. I had to thank him somehow. Then everyone lined up on the stage, and the judges announced the winner. 3rd place; Ashley Kilo, 2nd place; Raya court, 1st place; Missy Destiny! I was so excited, I looked out and my friends were making their way through the crowd, behind them was my mom. I could believe it, she saw me singing, and dancing. I accepted my medal and certificate. Then they asked who I wanted to sing with, and I asked if I could get back to them, because I wanted to find out who this one person is. My offer was accepted. So I ran out of there and hugged my mom, and I heard her say congratulations. When I got home and I looked in the mail box and there was a letter in it the just said Missy Destiny. I opened it and it read;
Dear Missy Destiny,
You may not remember me; I am the one who sent you the recording of your self. I was watching you one day, and you started singing, so I got out the video camera, and recorded you at the age of 6. And I knew that it would come in handy one day, and I see that it has. I know that you are really curious to whom I am, but I cannot tell you. This is a project for you, and I will be stopping by every now and then to check up. It may come in various ways. You have encountered the first 2; the email, and the show, okay maybe 3; now this letter. Again I cannot tell you the truth, if you figure this out, reply to the email I sent you. Yes it does not have a url, but it is a special account just for me that I had set up to do this. And no, I am not a predator or stalking you in any way. I am not a dangerous person, so don't get that in your head, and I promise that no harm will come to you, I am watching over you like a guardian angel. And please do not mention anything to your mother, she will flip if she finds out I am doing this. I must say that you snag your heart out tonight, and congratulations you sing just like me, like an angel.
Sincerely,
Anonymous
I am so confused with this, I sing like an angel and he knows who I am. How on earth did he know I was competing in this competition. I have so many questions for him, as soon as I figure out who he is. So I went down stairs and I asked my mom, if I sang like an angel, and she said "very much." I was so surprised at that. Apparently I could sing really well, and she never knew this until now. I asked her who I sounded like, and she said "you don't want to know." And then walked away. I ran outside and started singing my heart out allover again. I couldn't believe it, I had a great voice, but my mom won't tell me who I sound like. The weekend flew by, and it was Monday the 20th of November. When I walked inside, there was a note on my locker, it said "nice job in the competition, have you figured out who i am yet, I noticed that you tried to ask you mom, who you might sing like. I all ready knew she wouldn't tell you. So having fun yet?" I can't believe it he is even leaving me notes at school, my friends came up to me and asked if I chose someone yet. At lunch the next week there was a message in the office saying that a guy called saying "I heard that you want to sing with me, well in order to do that you have to find me." The receptionist asked I knew what he was talking about and I told her I understood what he was saying, I just didn't know who he was.
Another week flew by and the people that held the competition called and asked if I made a decision yet. I told them "no, I am still looking." It has been almost 3 weeks since the competition and I still didn't know who he was. Then one night while I was sleeping I had a dream, of the guy I saw at the competition. In my dream it zoomed in on his face and I had a mental picture in my head, and I started searching through the old photos. Until I cam across one that looked really similar and underneath it said "he sings like an angel, its too bad he left me and Missy her alone." I knew it was my mom's handwriting.
I ran upstairs to my computer, and went right to my email. I hit reply to his message, and typed "I know who you are, so you can stop trying to hide it now. Thank you gain for the recording, and the letters. Yeah you are right mom, would freak if she found out. And also I was told that you had past away, when I was 10 years old. Apparently that isn't true. I do know what is though. I know it you're my dad, Ryan Destiny.
Sincerely,
Missy Destiny
I can't believe it, it was my dad along. He is a famous singer, and now I know who I want to sing with. First, I have to make sure it is my dad, before I go telling anybody anything. A few hours later, I received a phone call, and it was him. He said, "Congratulations you have figured out who I am. I don't know why your mother told you I died, oh wait now I know. Anyways I would like to take you for dinner tomorrow, for a very special occasion." I replied, "What special occasion?" he then said "your 15th birthday." So I said ok. And I hung up the phone. The next day at school I had a message in the office around lunch time saying "I will pick you up after school today, and it is already covered I phoned your friends mom and told her to say that you were going over to her house for the afternoon to work on homework."
That afternoon came and I waited until I was the only one left at school, except for the principle. Then a car came up the drive and parked in front of the school. He got out and I realized I looked just like him. I was amazed at how much we looked alike. I said "hi dad." He said, "howdy Missy." I looked him in the eyes and asked him "why did you and mom separate, and never tell me that you even existed and how on earth did you know that I was competing in that competition?" He replied, "I don't know about the other stuff, but I knew about the competition from you. I saw you that day signing your name on that signup sheet. And then shopping for an outfit. I then realized that you would need a song to sing, so I sent you that song." "Does that explain anything to you?" "A little I guess, although, why on earth did you do this?" I asked. "Well I did this so I could get to know you personally, and I wanted you to get to know me." He replied. "So what did you want to ask me?" he asked. "Well, would you record a song with me, since I won that competition?" I asked. He replied "of course I will, I will do anything for my daughter."
The next day I called the people from the competition and told them the person I would like to record a song with. The people asked me if I was sure who this person is. I told them of course I did, he is my own father. Then they told me that he was dead. That he died the last night he was on stage. I told them it couldn't be. Over the phone they told me the story. After a while I hung up, and called my dad. I met him and the park and told him everything the other people said. He asked me for the story so I said. "They told me that the last night you were on stage, you were singing your heart out, and then you stopped singing so abruptly everyone heard you gasp. All of a sudden you grabbed your throat and stomach. You kept telling people that you couldn't breathe, but no one could understand you. Except for this one girl named Alicia Quinty. Except no believed her, that she could understand you. Then you fell off the stage on top of the piano and it smashed to pieces. That one of those pieces went right into you heart. They said you died immediately, and there was never any hope of saving your life." He replied "of course that happened; I'm surprised you didn't figure that out sooner. I actually did die, and no one else can see me except for you. I can eat just fine, I'm sort of like a ghost, I'm sorry I scared you like that." After that I just got up and left and yelled back at him "sure tell me now, just as I was starting to trust you, why didn't you just stay out of my life like you should have done since the very beginning! You ere right my mother would freak if she found out I was talking to you, because you're a ghost, you a freaking ghost for crying out loud! What is happening to me I don't feel like I have control of myself, what are you doing to me? Stop it right now, stop what ever you are doing, why cant I breathe, I can't see anything, what is happening!" all of a sudden everything went black, I could breathe, or see. I felt a pair of hand pick me up it must me my dead father. Where is he taking me, to my mother or what. Maybe the hospital. Who knows my life is already messed up, why won't he just let me die right here. There is a mask over my mouth and I can breathe again. But why can't I see, I can hear all sorts of voices, I recognized my mom's "what is wrong with her, why can't she open her eyes, is she dying?" Oh my god I hope I'm not dying. I hear a doctor "no she isn't dying, but she lost her vision momentarily, and she wasn't able to breathe for a while." Ok that is a relief that I am not dying, but what on earth happened to me. I am so lost, so confused, I tried to speak but it came out in a jumbled mess. I tried again and I sounded like a dead horn. I tried again once more "mom are you there, what is going on?" I managed to squeak out. She replied with relief in her voice "oh honey, everything is going to be ok, I know everything that happened, I will explain it later, for now just get some rest." So I fell back into unconsciousness and I didn't wake up for another week or so, at least that's that it seems like to me.