Post by Allyson Webster on Aug 7, 2011 11:05:51 GMT -5
allyson | helena | webster
20, Vampire, Waitress, Anna Nalick
So you are wondering about me, huh? Well I’ll tell you whatever it is you want to know. Just don’t go killing me okay? And before you ask, yes I am really 20. No, I’m not lying about my true age. Look, just sit down and listen alright? Good. Mom and Dad were wonderful parents, good people, owned a little corner grocery shop. We lived above it while it was located in New York City, we kept it open late at night. I was of course too young to work it at first, but when I was out of school I was allowed to help out. I would come home from a day at school, do my homework, and then go downstairs to help out my parents around the store. I would put items on the shelves, sweep and mop the floors, help any customer that needs it, and things like that. It was the same on the weekends, as well as in the summer.
Of course I would date the guys that asked me out, and I other wise had a normal childhood like anyone else. I liked to do things that other girls my age did, and I was liked well enough to have friends at school. And of course they would come to see me if I couldn’t hang with them due to my duties at the store. And now I realize that was a very lucky girl, even though that my family barely had any money to spend for luxuries. Despite we owned a store, but most of the money that was made from it had to be poured back into it. Anyway, a bit off topic. When I graduated high school, I went to the local college so that I can further my education, but still be home to help out with the store.
But that all changed one night, and I just didn’t know how much it had changed until a few hours later. Mom and Dad were out for the evening, as it was one of their rare nights out and I had to watch the store in their absence, when a group of guys about my age came in. I had a bad feeling about them, and asked them to leave. Then they insisted that I sell them a few cases of beer, and of course when I refused them they seemed to get angry. I stood my ground, demanding that they leave, and I seemed to have pushed them too far and they attacked me. I must have passed out after one of them force fed me some of their blood, for when I came to they were gone and I felt strangely weird. Bright lights hurt me, sounds were deafening, and I had a new set of teeth that were pointed and sharp. I holed myself up in my room and did some research. I found out that I was turned into a vampire.
I tried to stay with my parents, but I found it very difficult not to attack them. So I left, and when my bloodlust got too strong I finally fed. Funny thing is that I have yet to taste human blood, but I feed from animals. The thought of attacking another human just makes me sick, even if I need to feed to live. And then there is the reason that I might unknowing make the human like me, and I can’t live with that on my conscience. So here I am wondering the streets at night, lonely and looking for a place to belong…feel safe.[/center]
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Jo Harvelle, GMT -6, PM preferred
