2. Death
'To be so close to death... and to survive it in a round-a-bout way... Many people must envy me,' she thought. Just a few nights ago she was transformed into a child of the night, albeit one who burns when touched by rays of gentle light, but that still didn't change the fact that she truly did die.

”Are you truly sick of this life?” he asked Ana, looking deeply into her eyes... so deep that it seemed like he saw her soul. With a shiver she nodded, partially under his spell. ”Why is that?”

”All they ever dream about is me getting married off, and money. Never about what I want.” She looked up at him, standing straight and her shoulders squared to show that she was determined and serious about this.

”Foolish girl, you will stay with me for a year then. After that, never look for me.. again. We will never meet again after this year. If you regret it, that will be your problem.” The man growled at her, fierce hunger showed in his eyes as they turned red and his fangs began to grow. For a second, Anastasia was terrified... Scared out of her mind, but after that scared stiff moment she relaxed her muscles, 'It'll only hurt more if I don't!' He ran a cold finger under her jaw and down the front of her neck, then the male swished it over to the left, right above her collarbone. ”You'll die tonight, you will never be able to communicate with your parents again and never be able to live with someone else..” The man took pity of the foolish girl, as she prepared to say something he tore into her neck like a savage beast that made her gasp and tears well up in her eyes.

”O-oh God..” she whispered as he drained her, her vision started to turn foggy and red, her breaths were coming in short gasps, and he dropped her. She fell to the ground, shocked. Pain enveloped her body. Her mouth was forced open and her head forced to be held up, a liquid ran across her face, mostly entering her mouth. Gulping huge gulps with her last dying breaths, she then died...

Ana somehow found herself conscious but in darkness, then a severely bright light poured onto her and a shadow leered over her. It was him. ”Am I a vampire?” she asked the forbidden words.

”Yes.”

And so, that is how I turned... She looked out the window next to her as she paused from her writing then looked at him, he was watching her. Observing her every move.

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