Ignorance is bliss as they say right? Then why is it that when I am ignorant I either drive myself crazy or am scared out of my mind trying to figure out what it is I don't know? Everyone has told me my whole life that I am lucky I have no recollection of anything up to the age of 16, but I know better. I want more than anything to know what happened to make me forget everything. My mother, my father, how I got my scares, how I got my tattoo, and most of all, how it is I can grow like a normal human and do everything like a normal human if I am a vampire.
Now you ask me, in such a voice that makes me want to laugh, vampire?! Yes I am a vampire. But not like those vampires you always see on TV. I don't turn into a bat or sparkle in the sun or even fear the cross. Honestly I'm not even pale. You would never suspect me of being a vampire even if you knew they existed. What I do have is sharp retractable fangs, my pupils dilated like a cats when in the dark, and I have incredible reflexes. I run fast and am stronger than anything you've every seen. My foster parents have no idea of the monster I am. Nobody, except my best friend and the random guys that I feed from know. And those guys don't even know anymore.
I have realized that just biting someone won't change them into a vampire, so I often wonder it came to be that I am a vampire. I know that my answers lay in my memories but I don't know how to unlock them. I turn 18 today. I think it's time I go out on my own and discover for myself the answers I have been searching for.