Hi My Name's Rosalie, I'm A Vampire

Hi my name's Rosalie and i'm a vampire.
In 1892, I was dying. A doctor called Emil Lotsworth relivied me of my pain, not realising what he'd done. He'd created me. I never grow old, i'm really strong, I never get hurt but worst of all i'm a killer. I'm a vampire.


2. 2009

Why does the smell of blood make my heart pound? Its like on the TV programmes nowadays all the vampires are so fake (but hot!) it doesn't make sense. Why pretend that they're something that their not. Vampires are monsters, beasts. Evil, blood sucking (and sometimes hot) monsters. Thats who and what I am. I'm a vampire.

Over the years I've learnt to control my urges. Ignoring the smell of blood, the sight of it but sometimes I lose control. Like the other night, I went out hunting for a rabbit, but there was a woman who had pulled up to the side of the road. She'd just come home from the hospital and she still had blood on her wounds. I was so so so ashamed of myself. I killed her, me.   

Jenna- my great great great niece but she doesnt know that- walked in with a cake in hand "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Rosalie, happy." she stopped, "Are you ok?"

"No I'm not," I replied, "Its my 117th birthday. I'm not exactly going to be ok, am I?"


I told Jenna to much she can never now what I am... I pulled her close to me, I looked into her eyes and compelled her to forget I ever said anything.

She started the morning again, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Rosalie,  happy," She stopped again, "Are you ok?"

"Definetly, its my 16th birthday, who wouldn't be ok? I have a sweet 16 party tonight. Who wouldn't look foward to that?"

Me, is the answer, as a vampire I have had 100 sweet 16 parties. I don't have one every year as sometimes I stay in the same town for a few years. Then move on before they notice i'm not aging. Thats the worst thing about being a vampire. You can't grow up, have kids, grow old, having a life is impossible. You can only be the same blood sucking monster for eternity.

"Good," Jenna answered, "Ok, so at seven this evening your friends will be coming over for the party. Then at eleven o'clock your tell them all to go home, ok?"

"Yeah aunt Jenna, there all be gone by then."

"No beer, no wine, no drugs. Nothing like that. I don't want to be blamed when a bunch of 16 and 17 year olds walk out of my house drunk."

"Ok. Now can you get out. I'm going to be late."

I stumbled out of bed, then slammed the door in her face. Finally, shes gone. I can enjoy my cake in peace! 

I cut a fair sized chunk of cake and bit a piece off. Once I'd finished, I put a top and a pair of jeans on and went downstairs.

"Thanks aunt Jenna, bye aunt Jenna."

Before Jenna could reply I slammed the door in her face for the second time this morning.

Yippee school, the most non-vampire thing of my day.    



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