November 8, 2017.
Home.
Home.
I've never been the type of girl to put pen to paper, or to write down something I'm thinking or feeling where somebody could easily read it but there's time for something new everyday. I'm a vampire now, and while I'll spare you the gory details of how it happened and leave you hanging on 'why.' I find my new way of existing to be... interesting. I have beautiful siblings and an even more beautiful siress (maker?) - I think that's the term she's used before and now I'm re-born. I'm dead, but here I am writing in this shitty journal and learning again how to walk, talk and feed myself. There's so much to explore here yet.. I find myself being convinced to stay in, to stay where I know right now because ultimately I'm scared.
I'd never tell Freyja that, I'd never tell Cali that either because I'd never want them to think less of me. I was more or less chosen, wasn't I? But I think I can hack this, but I fear maybe I'll learn too slowly or not be good enough for them. Being pretty isn't everything, but it surely is something I have going for me but will that equate to anything? Will I make something of myself here? When I dig really deep I find myself resenting Frey just a little bit, with her pouty mouth and the way her gorgeous hair frames her equally as beautiful face and I want to ask her but why me?
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