0ctuber 5,1955

Life seems to never get any easier as time went on. The feeling in my heart…the pain that makes my hold body ach…I don't know how much time I have left. Many people had told me that suicide is never the answer but those people have never been in my shoes and realize that suicide is the only answer I have. I have plan my suicide easily so no one can soil my plans…nobody that thought it was a grand idea to play hero so they could get all the attention in our little town for saving the mentally unstable girl from ending her life. My plan is easy since I had no friends who care for me and no parents that care for my well being…I had no one and that was the only time that I ever felt grateful for. I remember clearly as if it was yesterday how I walk toward a cliff that use to over look a river before they made that new damn and the water became shallow and made the rocks underneath seem more obvious. I remember that pain in my heart that was greater than the bruises on my body and the pain was so great that it over toke the fear on how much death scares me. I only concentrate on the pain as I went to the edge the cliff ready to rid of my pathetic existence. I heard that the beauty of the world have two edges one of laughter and the other anguish and I guess that this moment is the beauty of anguish. I was so concentrated on my agony thoughts that I didn't notice another presence.

"Hello." Said a voice that was silky.

I remember turning to him to find a man that look so beautiful that he reminded me of an angel but the red eyes told me other wise. I wasn't frightened of him more so angry that he was there and ruins my plans. I remember glaring at him not realizing that he will grant me of no living anymore.

He smiles at me with so much hunger and malice in his eyes as he regarded me.

"Pardon me for intruding on you it's just that your scent drove me toward you." He had told me as he sniff the air gathering my scent. "Your smell delicious, my dear. And I just can't help myself, I'm so hungry."

He had ran so fast toward me that I didn't have seen him move with my human eyes and before I could blink he was right affront of me and I could feel to cold air that came from his breath and that seem to ebbed off of his body. I gasp as I look at his menacing eyes, I couldn't move…couldn't look away. I was starring death right in the face…my death and the first time since I plan to die I was actually afraid of death. I close my eyes as his cold hands move my neck to the right side so could get better view of my neck. He groans deeply when he runs his nose over my neck right near my pressure point. I look up at the sky so the beautiful night sky was the last thing I saw he bites down on my neck and in minutes I felt pain. I scream unable to hold my scream in but the sucking suddenly stopped but the pain hasn't. I felt fire coming from my neck and spreading around my whole body consuming me. I stifle my screams as I open my eyes trying to figure out what's wrong but I saw no one not even my killer. I was alone and dieing a slow death. I look at the sky looking at the brightest star and wishing to it that death could come quickly and with that I let the darkness consume.

Too bad that wasn't the end for me…no my destiny wasn't over just yet. I know there was a reason I turned into a vampire, but the question is what am I'm here? My story doesn't end here but it does start at a state call Louisiana and with a particular vampire bar owner.

Sincerely,

The suicide girl.