My life purely sucks
To whomever it may concern, aka the person that finds this letter…
I'm Amelia, a human. I live in a house with three were wolves and a vampire. Now, I know that you're probably reading this and laughing. But vampires are real, not half human bats that you can scare away with some garlic cloves, but real vampires. My dad is a vampire and practically everyone on his side of the family is also. My mom's side are humans and werewolves and lucky me, I'm a human in a crappy fantasy world. Both of my annoying brothers turned seventeen and became werewolves. They got to join the pack with my mom and cousins and all that crap. They got to skip school to go on to patrol and take care of this and that. I was forced to go to school. I mean, I kept telling them that technically they were actually 'shape shifters' but they insisted on continuing to call themselves 'werewolves'.
I have a sister too, she's also a vampire, the kind of vampire that is pale and sexy, with inhuman strength and speed and she has special 'gifts'. Her name is LilyAnn, but she left when I was seven yeas old to go join the Volturi. Some sort of special vampire guard thingy. She comes to visit every couple of years, with her vampire soul mate/boyfriend guy. The last time I saw her was when I turned 13, which is technically her birthday too. But since she's a vampire, she grew super fast to the age that she will be for the rest of eternity. It's kind of funny how the rest of my family will out live me. My dad gets to watch me grow up and die. With being a werewolf/shape shifter they don't age… so I guess I'll be forty and they'll still be seventeen.
Let's see what else I can tell you… Oh yeah, I pretend to be normal at home, no emo stuff, no depression. Mom and dad hate that side of me. I'll leave home in some cute, preppy outfit and then change into my blacks and dull colors as soon as I get out of sight. I don't really fit in at school. No friends that are actually friends, I tried being preppy for a while but all of those girls are just soo fake. Emo isn't helping me make any friends either, but it's better than being a stuck up snob to everyone. I could try to be normal, but that's really just the story of my life. Normal. Ugh! Practically anything is better than being normal.
One more thing, no one, I mean no one, knows what I'm like at school. None of the 'pack' ever comes to school. They don't need to anymore. I've been tempted to leave home, but dad or one of the other vampires would surely come after me and that just wouldn't sit too well.