Ok lets see....the vampire keira's journal...ok i got it-read on....at ur own risk...
dear journal,
i am going to take you back to when i was made. it was around the year 1900-i am remotely young for my vampire age. it was a summer night...i was sleeping and my sisters screams woke me. i ran out in the lounge to find her dead-on the floor. we were already orphans-we were since my sisters birth.
i found the vampire standing over her. but he was beautiful, unlike any other human being. he looked over at me and tilted his head in puzzlement, like a child interested in a toy. then he spoke and told me his name was Armand (note:i do not own anne rice or any of her characters or books). he told me he was a vampire, an ancient vampire. and then he flew at me and bit me. when he had taken his fill, he slit his wrist and gave me some of his own blood. then, after the most exruciating pain in the world, i was a vampire.....
you want to know even more? fine-in my next entry. but for now, goodbye...
~cossa nostra de vampira~ "between us and the vampire"
 the vampire keira · Sat Jul 18, 2009 @ 02:10am · 1 Comments |
