• They're many ways to start stories. You can start from the beginning. Maybe at the middle of the story then go back to the begining and tell how the characters got there and then go to the middle and then continue. Or you can start at the very end and then go back and tell how the persons life went.

    This story starts in the middle

    I sit here in these castle walls watching the king play with my daughter, the princess. I'm the queen, and I should love my family dearly, yet I don't.

    I hate them, they're monsters. I use to not think they were. I use to not hate them. But as the years have passed I've been filled with hatred twards them.

    Let's start at the very begining of this story, so you can understand more, my dear reader.
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    I was fifteen, no family, I had a job and I loved my job. I was able to support myself.

    One night I was walking home. I was tired and wanted to get home quick, so, I took the shortcut through the woods. I had forgotten that the vampires came out at the certain time I was walking.

    I was attacked from behind, pushed to the ground. No wait, pinned to the ground against my will. He drank my blood, took my blood. I felt teribbly weak. I remember him taking of my clothes but I blacked out.

    Some months later I ended up having a baby. Yet I had forgotten about the attack completly. I supported myself and my child, I named her Anna.

    Anna was three when the Vampire Prince began to pick a human bride. Many young ladies lined up to see if they were good enough but I didn't. I had all I needed.

    I was walking home from work with little Anna, she was playing with her little doll I saved up for to give her. A young man about a year older than me offered to walk me home because the vampires were out, I accepted.

    He seemed to grow attached to Anna and visted me alot. We became good friends. And I was finally feeling like a regular teenager again. One day he asked me about Anna.

    He was wondering if her father did this to me then left, or if he was dead. Then it hit me. The attack. I was silent for a few minutes.

    "Ella?" he called my name.
    "I-I....a vampire did this." he stared at me for a few minutes, silence filled the house. Then... he left.

    He came back 3 weeks later and told me that he was the vampire that did it. He as a vampire and he was the one who attacked me. What shocked me more was that he was the Vampire Prince.

    He took me to his castle. We were to be wedded as soon as possible. There was really no choice, he was the father of my child after all.

    I lived in the castle, was glad with my life. But happily and ever afters don't last forever.

    Anna, being the vampire she was, grew a desire for blood. Eating raw meat out of the fridge, sucking animals dry.

    I even relized my husband Cody doing the same.

    It hit me, the fear. Fearing...them. Hating them. Never wanting to speak to them. Or be around them.

    I locked myself up in my room. I grew silent, ghost-like.

    No matter how much cody tried comforting me, it never worked.

    I was 19, the days were going by fast and Cody stayed the same. I was growing older. He was 21 and that was the age he would stop growing. I relized my birthday coming. And I shed tears. I, deep down inside, truly did love my family. But I'm only human and I'll one day die.

    Everyday when I would be out of my room. I'd pass by Cody and Anna, I missed playing with Anna but she was a monster. When I passed by them I would say in my mind "Please, turn me into a Vampire."

    Soon it was the day of my birthday. Cody entered my room, and since he read my thoughts, he bit down on my neck. I let the venom take over.

    Being a Vampire was better. Now the Royal Family were all Vampires. I played with Anna, watched her grow. I loved my husband.




    Soon it was Anna's time to take over the throne. She married had children and was being a great Queen.

    Vampire don't live forever and after about 67,000,000 years, me and Cody decided it was our time to go.

    We laid in our coffin, holding hands, and went into our eternal slumber.

    My life was at its end. And someday, Dear Reader, your life will reach it's end too..


    ~~~Ella and Cody~~~

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