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Hidden Agenda
Chapter Two :: Fearless
I used to pretend to myself that my father, my real father, had just gone on a holiday. One of his business trips perhaps. I fooled myself into believing that he'd come home, that the man who was sleeping in my mother's room, where my father used to sleep, was just a bad dream. That when father came home he'd just go away.
I was stupid.
Now I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that everyone will find out and that they'll be afraid of me. I take pride in myself and the fact that I'm hardly friendless. But my friends, like me are shallow. Image is everything. Reputation is a must. If they knew what I am, they would leave and never come back.
Just like my father.
I know that a lot of people don't like me. I don't care. I don't like myself much a lot of the time. It's hard to like someone who feeds on fresh blood. Every night. Its like a terrible urge, a pressing need that I can't resist. So far its been small animals... owls, rats. That's another thing I'm afraid of. Hurting something. People think of me as sadistic.
I'm not.
I couldn't live if I hurt another person because of what I am. If I do hurt someone, it will be because of what I choose not because of what I need. I am not afraid to become somebody.
I am afraid of staying who and what I am.
I am a vampire. I live for darkness, depth, and depression. I long for spilt blood. I am fourteen years old. I have been trapped inside this desperate need for nine years and I cannot escape. My name is Draco Malfoy.
This is my story.