There once was a girl, who went by the name of Alexandra. Alexandra was a normal girl. She had tan skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was popular, she was accepted. The problem was, Alexandra tended to always end up in the wrong places, at the wrong time. That was exactly what some would say when asked why Alexa ended up in the graveyard, during the full moon, with only her closest friends. Nobody would ever know the real reason Alexandra ended up there, and her tail is only remembered by one person, me. And now, you.
It was the day before Alexandra would turn into a young adult. She had told three of us to meet her at the cemetary. We figured it wasn't that big of a deal, we did this all the time. Sure, it was the day of the full moon, but it might be the last time we could do this. Alexandra was going to be setting off for university soon, to get a communications degree. This is how I remember the night, starting with the drive to the graveyard.
"So, Alexa, what are you and Ben going to do? Are you going to try long distance?" our friend Jeniffer asked.
"God, I told you we broke up. Why do you have to remind me, you idiot!" Alexandra shrieked as we drove past the Goth's mansion.
We pulled into the cemetary, and parked Alexandra's car. "Yeah Jeniffer, and on her birthday! How dare you" Wilma said. "Anyways, I managed to get some beer from my parents" She started to climb out of the car, and then, all of a sudden she fell forward, the glass bottles shattering. Alexandra and I jumped out of the car, rushing to Wilma's side. Jeniffer stayed in the car, looking confused.
I searched for Wilma's pulse, but looked up when I hear an enchanting voice speaking to us. "I've waited a long, long, time for thissss" the voice hissed. I turned my head, searching for the source. All of the sudden, Alexandra screamed. I looked at her, she was unconscious. Her skin was turning pale, her lips were becoming a deep red, and her long, curly, blonde hair was becoming shorter, straighter, and darker. The last thing I saw was a woman with bright red eyes and purple hair, draining blood from my neck. I closed my eyes, I was too weak to keep them open.