chapter 1 interview with a vampier the story you never herd

1781 was the year my life went to hell i was only 4 but so alive so vibrent so stupied.

my father who was still mornig over the death of my mother ,who had died in child birth had become a drunk

and his passtion for life had a lacking to it .no matter were we went his invetation to death was opean to eny one

but little did i know i would take his real life at the end. as a child i wanted my fathers love but he lacked that to

and no matter were we went the only love he seeked wasnt love at all but the company of a hooker.

one evning my father was out i was home alone it was silent and i sat in the parlor with our hous slave

lilly who sang a simpl little song while she rocked back in forth in her rocking chair seemed farly happy

but that soon was inturupted the door of the houes swung opean and a shadow steped through the door

it was my father he was drenched and colapsed on the floor lilly screamed "master louie"

an ran to him 4 slavs had came and helped my father to his feet then draged him to his bed. after

that i stayed by my fathers side a few hours had passed and he didnt even look at me

he didnt even know i was there . all was silent but all of sudden i hear the door opeand from dowen stares and

i heard a mans voice i herd foot steps come up the spiral stare case and slowly

i herd the door creek opean it was a man he had golden hair and pail whit skin he was beutiful and when

he looked at me it was looking into hell itself and yet the blue in his eyes made it seem like heavan

he took his hat from his head off and placed it on the chaire he was silent untill he looked at me once more

"your very beutiful young one how old are you " he smiled and i just sat there and answerd very quiatly " im 4 "

he smiled then turned to my father who seemed to be sleeping he traced the bug netting around

the bed . the man looked at me agian and told me to wait outside i did and the man closed the door i peerd

through a crack and herd and saw everything . my father sat up and grabed his pistol quicker then iv ever seen

and the man worked his magic at the end my father looked completly spellbound .

a few moments later the man started walking twords the door i ran and hid he opeand the door and steped out side then he stoped right out side the doorway and wisperd a name i would never forgett "LASTAT "