The Beginning to the End

[Morgane (DELETED 3085)]

Her lips pierced together as she looked around the empty streets. She was so sick and tired of living alone. She had spent plenty of nights sleeping in the sewers or abandoned buildings. She could never find her way around the city and she was slowly teaching herself how to survive since she could not rely on others. This was a mistake becoming a vampire. It was miserable. She rather be alive where she could eat and drink wine. She could feel the sun caress her flesh as she mingled with people who actually liked her. Her heart broke as she thought of her real family. Family that might treat her like **** but at least they spoke to her and treated her as an actual family member not this bull **** the DC line called family.

Moving towards the window of the old abandoned building her hands brushed across a leather bound book. Dust over an inch covering it. As she wiped at the front she slowly opened it to read the words that appeared on the cover page.

This is meant for you, you are magical and you always will be. "Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Lips curled slowly into a smile. She was told in the past she should keep some sort of journal or diary. Maybe this is what would help her express her emotions, help her with the anger and depression that overwhelmed her. Searching around the room she stumbled upon a pen laying on the floor. Pressing the metal tip on the paper she took a deep breath and began to write.

07, December 2012

Hello, My name is Morgane Monai Lockheart. I am 23 years old and I am a model for Victoria Secret....well used to be....I feel foolish in writing this but not one else seems to listen to me. I am a fledgeling vampire I guess you could call it...well thats what the internet calls it. I was on my way to New York to meet a friend who was singing at a concert. I don't know why but I was tired of being on the bus. Yes I took the bus...I wore a huge hoodie to cover the fact I was a model. I couldn't stand the smell. So many people stunk and a little girl behind me had become sick and began to puke every where. I had to get off the bus. I ended up in Harpor Rock in the park...I wish I would have known it was my last night alive. I think I would have done so many different things. I would have ate food till I vomited. Drink so much wine I went to the hospital. Kissed my family and hugged them because I would still be warm.I hate this life and I have thought about ending it soon.

I dislike the vampire "family' I am in. They have so much drama that I don't even wish to interact with them. I tried once. I thought it was going to be a great meeting. Introduce people, talk about things we've achieved or just have fun...I was wrong...so very wrong. They all bitched at each other. One about attacking another or how Mr. Etienne was leaving the line...After their little talk that was it. When you are three or four months old...It's horrible. I feel like a little child being left in the streets and when I ask for help it seems like i am whining and no one will listen to me because I am new. I tried to speak to Elizabeth but it turned into an argument. We spoke a little and she is trying to help me. I guess I will see how far that will go.

....I have so much to say but just can't seem to write it



Pushing hair from her face she licked pink lips letting out a quiet sigh. Blonde locks formed around the woman's face as she looked at the words on the paper. The sun would be rising soon and rest was surely needed. More than likely she would move to the lower level or try to cover the windows and stay in the room and pray no one or thing would attack her while she slumbers.