I believe in the saying "Seeing is Believing" then why don't I believe? After all that's happened to me surely I would believe in something's right? I want to believe but something's are too unreal to believe and that's what's costing me my life.
Chapter 1
It all started when my Dad brought me home a book he bought. It was called "Cirque du Freak" by Darren Shan; it was okay it was the introduction that struck me as weird. It was going on about how everything that happened in the series of books is true and how it all started on a toilet! Of course I didn't believe it "Seeing is Believing" after all. But then as the books progressed it went on about "Vampire Mountain" and I remembered something my Grandmamma used to say when I was young.
"You see that mountain up there?" She'd say, taking me outside and showing me a mountain 25 miles away.
"That's called Vampire Mountain and whenever a young child is bad, they snatch them out of their beds and drink their blood."
"But Grandmamma how do they get here? Do they drive cars? The Mountain is so far away," I'd say.
"No, no Kitty not at all. Vampires can run at super fast speed which they call Flitting."
That was my favourite story, Grandmamma had loads, and I used to act them out in the back garden. The little, me thought them true. Now I don't believe. I'm not saying I'm bad…I'm just acting, as a typical seventeen year-old should.
Reading the books brought back those memories, according to Darren Shan, Vampires meet in a place called Vampire Mountain every twelve years to share stories, laugh and eat. They don't kill people when they drink blood either and they can "Flit." The other weird thing that I decided was coincidental was once I finished reading them, 3 small scars showed up on my cheek. Just like the ones Vampaneze make, to mark their Victims.
I'm anaemic which is probably another reason why I don't believe why would vampires want to suck the blood of a girl with hardly any blood? I was diagnosed with Leukaemia when I was 8 and fortunately only had to wait a couple of months before getting a Bone Marrow Transplant. Since then I had always been prone to viruses. At this moment I have a cold.
Basically my life was normal and I loved drama, I was a total drama queen I was even working with the USCBA (United States of the Collaboration of Britain and America) National Theatre. That's when my normal life became…well un-normal.
It was the day I returned from New Glasgow, It was about 7 o'clock and the house was dark. Walking up to the front door step, I unlocked the door and went in. "I'm home!" I yelled dumping my bag in my room and turning my computer on before walking back to the lounge.
It was quiet; usually the house is really noisy. Walking into the lounge I stopped dead. On the floor were my parents; crouched over them was a man with fiery red hair. Gasping I ran for the door, but before I could get there, the man grabbed my arm and breathed some sort of gas on to my face. Before I fainted I saw his face… It was purple!
A/N: Hey this is my new story hope you like it. The paragraphing is a bit random but it's supposed to highlight the personality of the narrator, which you will see in upcoming chapters. I never thought of writing a Darren Shan story before, I have all the books, and have had them since they first came out. Any way a little about the story: "Seeing is Believing" Is set 100 years after book twelve. Mr Tall kept his promise to Darren the Little Person and got the books published 100 years after the events happened. Well I hope you like Chapter One and I hope you understood it. Please Read and Review. Thanks
NazzyJayne (Naomi)
P.S If any one would like to be a proof reader for me then I would be eternally grateful, just say in your review.
