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Chapter 4
Angela was calming down and she had decided that she was going to continue with her story. I was frowning at her because her eyes were red. She looked like she needed a nap and she was really sad. I really didn't want her to continue until after she had a nap. She refused to sleep and every time I tried to get her to sleep she would slap me. She was strong for a four year old.
"I will let you tell the story, but you will have to go to sleep after," I said. She nodded and she went back to telling her story.
"Well after my grandparents died they put me in an orphanage," she said.
"Why did they put you in an orphanage? Didn't you have other grandparents that were alive," I asked.
"They were, but they didn't like me," she said.
"Why didn't they like you? They are your grandparents," Evra asked. I was just a little too angry to speak. I didn't know why her grandparents didn't want her, but I was a little angry about it. She was so young and she had family that were alive.
"They didn't want to have anything to do with me because they never liked my Mom. They thought my mother was a slut and other things. I don't want to say the other things because they are really rude. They should not be repeated because they would insult everyone," she responded.
"That is no reason to not take you in," I said angrily. I punched the ground and Angela climbed into my lap to calm me down.
"I know, but I escaped from the orphanage. No one paid attention to me, but one day my Master came. I think he was going to drink my blood, but instead he had a sad look on his face. He asked me why I was alone and why I was on my own. I said I had escaped from the orphanage because they didn't seem to like me either. They probably thought that I was just another snot nosed kid. I was three I didn't know anything. He gave me a sad look again. He asked me what happened to my parents. I told him that they had died when I was young. I left with my grandparents, but they died when I was two. I could talk pretty well for my age. I was learning how to talk when I was months old. I just stuck with it and I was talking in full sentences by the time I was two. Anyways he said I want you to become a half-vampire. I asked him why? He said that he didn't want me to be on my own. He wanted to take care of me. He said he wanted to be my father. He was not only my father, but my master. He taught me until he died trying to protect me. I don't know what he was protecting me from. He taught me how to cook since I aged a fifth so I am four, but I know a lot for my age. I will be five in about three years. He wanted me to be happy and that's why he had taken me in," she said.
"You were lucky that he had been there for you. I wouldn't have met you," I said.
"I know, but I am glad you found me," she said.
"I'm glad I found you too," I said.
"I love you already," she said. That touched me because I knew that I loved her too. She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile at her. I was felt horrible for her because what she just told me was so sad. I was glad that her Master had been there for her. She would have died in the street if he hadn't found her. I was going to tell her about why I became a half-vampire.
"Angela, after you sleep do you want to know why I became a half-vampire," I asked her. She nodded her head and she was drifting off because she was tired.
"She went through a lot at such a young age. She became a half-vampire at three years old. She has been a vampire for seven years," Evra said sadly. I was thinking the same thing.
"I know," I said.
"I feel really bad for her. I love this little girl," she said.
"I love her too," I said.
We let her sleep soundly, but she wasn't going to be happy when she knows I have to leave to get the Little People food. Evra said we can wait for her to wake up then go out. I just agreed. While we were out I was going to tell her the story.