Prologue
The girl walked outside into the blackened night. It was a little cold, as she stepped away from her house, wrapping her arms around herself. She had always loved the night. It was her favorite time to take long walks. There was always this strong pull for her in the night.
She made her way to the edge of the forest that wasn't too far from her home. A home that never felt like actual home. She felt safer in the night then anything else as she blindly began to trudge her way into the forest. It was a ritual…something she did every night. And every night, as she's done this for years; it may have not been the same forest. She moved here when she was 18 years old. She was now 21 years old. For almost four years, she's done this here. She first started going out in the middle of the night when she was 14 years old. She has always wondered that one thing that has always bugged her…that made her want to go mad and pull out her hair.
In all the stories…the girl stumbles upon a vampire…She's always in horror…always afraid. Why? Why is it that the girls that want the vampires to come to them…they're left to dwell in the darkness alone, before they have to return to their everyday normal life?
Ordinary. She huffed, leaning against a tree, seeing the moon through the cracks of the tree. Anything but ordinary…I'm begging for it.
She ran her hands against the rough bark till a piece chipped off in her hand. She threw it as far as she could, frustrated. They only reason she was here, not only for the love of the night...But in hopes of seeing a vampire wonder. What are her chances though? Slim, at the most. It was always that way for the girls that actually wanted to get bitten.
Is it wrong to say, God help me? I certainly don't think that vampires are evil….I wonder if they can stand the sun…So many questions unanswered…
She was too damn curious for her own good, that's for sure. Why hell, she was standing there just hoping to be bitten. Mental problems perhaps? She can't help but be different.
She was jerked into reality when she heard a twig snap. She jerked her head to the sound, only to realize it was just a stupid squirrel. Those damn rodents always tricking her.
She sighed heavily, pulling her weight from the tree. She kicked the leaves as she made her way back. She rarely got lost. She doesn't panic, which is mostly the keys things to getting lost, even more than one already is.
As she made it back to her doorstep, she glanced once more at forest edge, not wanting to go in just yet…but it was a little past one. She needed sleep. Her ordinary life didn't allow her to be nocturnal like she wanted.
She opened the door to her apartment. She lived alone. But it was a decent apartment.
She dragged herself into the bathroom to take a shower. Then she was going to bed. Once again, no vampire. Sad.
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