It was one of those dreary days, you know the ones where its gray outside and all you want to do is sleep, and here she was stuck outside in the damp and bitter cold. Her dad was inside watching t.v. and waiting for his latest conquest to arrive. Ever since my mother died nothing has been the same. I guess that's what happens when you live on a hellmouth.
Yeah I knew. How could I not? A demon killed my mother. A vampire to be exact. My dad blamed me for it. Said that I had gone insane and killed her with a BBQ fork or whatever the rumor is today. Because of him I actually spent 3 years in an institution until it was proven that it was the 'gangs on PCP'. All my life I lived in the light to scared to go out at night. I guess that's all changes since I'm officially stuck in it.
Sometimes at school I hear rumors that Buffy, this new girl in town, fights those things that go bump in the night. I heard that she fights along that pair of inseparable, you know those two I think their names were Xander and Willow or something like that. You know that I've always been jealous of those two. They've always had each others backs.
I on the other hand have no one. I never have
