The Dairy of A Vampire

This is the Dairy of a 15-year-old vampire named Vladimira. She lives with her human family and she hates that she can't get the right food. She has never tasted human blood before and her mother and father are pushing her ever closer to trying some of them. But, of course, they don't know that she is a vampire.


74. Entry 74; Sun, Mar 26,2017

I am not sure if I can say this or not but I am going to try. I am... I feel... I know that it is ... I am scared. I said. I am scared for Wolfe. She will not pick up when I call her and I know that when that happens something bad most have happened. I don't like this feeling that I have in my chest. It feels like a pain but I know better than to believe that it is just pain. I know better than to think it is mine. It has to be hers. Oh, Wolfe... What have you gotten yourself into? Why haven't you been answering me when I call? I know that it would be 8 where she is right now but she doesn't go to sleep this early, does she? Did she change just like I changed when she left? Can it be so? Does she go to bed as early as I used to? If that be the case well then we need each other back together again. I want to cry but right now I can't. I am having my hair redyed red. Yes, I dye my hair red to keep it at the color I like it. My mother, she did it wrong like I knew she would. She was supposed to use one bottle on just the roots and then the second one on just the hair. She did it wrong and it is going to turn out bad. It is not going to last as long as it did when Wolfe's mom did it. I still miss her. I can't find another friend at school to take her place and lunch is getting just to the point where I am going to start doing school work to try and pass the time. Do you know how weird that would be at my school? Having one person doing their homework, if I have any, in the hallways not eating lunch and not talking to anyone? I have to keep up with everyone in the society stuff otherwise they are going to start getting curious about me. I can't have people hanging around me while I am trying to feed. One, they would say I am insane. Two, I am pretty sure it would be at that point I would have just hit rock freaking bottom. I don't want to hit rock bottom. I don't want to because if I do well then bad things happen to the people around me. I can't be afraid to have people around me. I just can not be afraid. Being fearful of something is not how I am going to spend any of my time. I am not going to spend time trying to make a new friend just like Wolfe. I am not going to try something stupid like go crazy until I find her. But I miss her, enough to the point where I am sure that if I had any homework at my school I would be failing all of my classes. Thinking about Wolfe is taking up a lot of my time. And every time I think of her I hold back tears. And every time I do that I remember us smiling and laughing at something that was said where every we were in the school building. And when that happens I can't focus. And if I can't see what I am doing than I am not going to do it. I spent a WHOLE DAY in school not even hearing what the teachers said. Not doing any of my school work and getting nothing done at all. One the lack of doing anything threw me in for a loophole and two, I HAVE to be doing something otherwise, nothing gets done. And I can't get anything good done when I can't even see the paper in front of me. 

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