The day I got more was the day I left my family's lives forever.
"GIRL MISSING, BODY NOT YET FOUND"
They were the headlines. I was missing and nobody cold find me. I couldn't let them, imagine them seeing me this way! I had been given more but I didn't want it.
I was a Vampire!
Nobody loved a vampire. Id sit there everday watching them live their lives - "Don't forget me" I'd call to them, but they'd never hear me.
Days went on, memories of me grew smaller and smaller till they were non-exsistant. I was just a dust in the wind. All i had left was my thoughts, memories of them that would never leave!
I regretted it, all the thoughts i had about wanting something better, something more. I hated my self for ever thinking them. If I hadnt wanted more this would never have happend.
I had everything, but after one tiny little bite there was nothing. Just me and my thoughts in a world without love!