My life sucks! Literally, it sucks!

I know, I know, think happy thoughts!

But how can I?

How can I think happy thoughts when I can't smell the freshly cut grass in the summer?

How can I when I can't feel the wind on my face?

How can I when I can't taste anything. Anything other than that foul, sweet liquid I am forced to drink. A liquid I am forced to drink for my own survival. A liquid that has turned me into a monster.

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I used to be normal. Way back when.

I went to high school. I did the usual high school stuff.

Well, kind of.

One night, my friends and I decided to go down to our local library and grab a few books to study from.

Jared came across this one book. Twelve ways to live forever.

So being our young rebellious selves, we rented the book.

We drove out to a forest and found a clearing, the only light was coming from the full moon and the candles we had set in a circle as the book instructed.

We followed every line. Every word.

'A sacrifice needs to be waiting in the middle of the candles.'

I volunteered.

My friends said the words and the wind picked up. Something rushed past us and knocked me to the floor.

I felt a pressure on top of me, holding me down. I couldn't move.

What I assume was hair, brushed over my face and into my eyes so I couldn't see what was going on.

I felt a warm breath on my neck and I welcomed it. At the time, I didn't know why.

There was something about having this, what I assume was a, woman led on top of me that I found really comforting.

Something cold pierced the skin on my neck. A searing pain went all through my body. Well actually I wasn't a pain. It was more like well, I don't know quite how to describe it. It was weird. And amazing all at the same time.

I slowly felt dizzy and light headed.

The weight left momentarily.

A wrist was being offered to my nose. I opened my mouth to gasp for air, I was suffocating and I didn't know why.

The wrist got forced into my mouth and the liquid poured onto my tongue.

At first I couldn't get enough. I didn't want to stop until she pulled her wrist back.

I blacked out.

When I woke up, all my friends were lead around the clearing. Dead.

Slowly I remembered what happened.

A/N:: I know! I have two other stories on the go! But I had this idea yesterday and though that I would write a chapter and see how it turns out.

I'm reading a book at the moment called Marked. It's the first in a series of three and its really good and its what inspired me t write this XD

Tell me if you want more.