I couldn't look beside me, I was with my head in my hands and I didn't want to move, it was so hard, so painful. I knew what I would see when I opened my eyes, my mom quiet, motionless, but worst than that was her face. Her ever-happy face was different, scared, her mouth open, like she was trying to say something or maybe to scream, her pinkish skin was pale like a ghost, her lips purple and her eyes. I didn't move after finding her light blue eyes opened and full of fear, motionless and opaque, showing the whole pain that she had suffer in her last seconds of life. I would cry if I could. My mom was afraid of me.
I looked at the mirror, just one more time, to make sure that I was not dreaming, or having a nightmare. I really wanted my thoughts to be right, but I would never dream again… I can't.
The perfect face in the mirror looked as sad as I felt, but the eyes staring at me was red-blood, now. What was I? What had happened to me? I didn't know.
My clothes were wet with blood, my mom's blood. My teeth were really white and perfect, like everything else in my body. I felt the power, I knew that it is wrong, but I still felt the power of having person's life in my hand. I could decide who would live and who would die.
But this was not the time to think about it. I was thirsty, and I could smell more blood, people outside in the street waiting for me. I felt that I was the most powerful person, or thing, in the whole world.
N/A: I know... still short... But I will try make the others bigger!! Please!! Reviews!!!