• PROLOGUE


    THE COLD WIND SWEPT ACROSS MY FACE MAKING IT STING. The engine of the 4-wheeler got louder as we zoomed past the path that lead to the field.
    “Britt slow down! We’re gonna crash” Ashley yelled as I speed around the field which was safe other than a few trees around the meadow. I looked back at the sunset as it got lower I went faster. Which, call me crazy, wasn’t the smartest idea, plus it wasn’t very smart any way to go out in the beginning of winter when by like 5:30 PM it gets dark. We keep speeding around for what felt like hours, until we had to turn on the head lights.
    “Britt! Go Faster!” Ashley yelled. Now I was completely lost until I turned around to she what she was talking about. 5 pale white vampires with glowing red eyes chasing after us. Which isn’t a good thing because; any red eyed vampire chasing us is never a good thing. - See my family is a group of vivante (alive in French.) vampires but we pretty much look like normally people until we turn 8 that’s when we have to learn how to defend ourselves against mort (dead in French.) vampires which are the ones who drink blood and all that. – We got faster and faster but Ashley said she heard someone and sure enough I heard them too.
    They keep shouting mourir and retour (the French words for die and return.) But they where to far away to affect the vampires and make them go away.
    “Britt give me your hand!” Ashley yelled
    “But, why?” I asked
    “Just give it to me!” she screamed and with that she grabbed my hand. “Mourir et de retour!” she screamed and I felt a tingle run through my body and shocked the crap out of me, and I lost control of the 4-wheeler and crashed into a tree.
    I flipped over the handle bars and hit my head on a rock. The last thing I remember before I slipped into the darkness was my sister screaming at the sight of my blood and saying she was going to get help. Then I remember a thrashing feeling on my body then teeth ripping the skin but before I could figure out what it was I slipped into the darkness.
    “OhMyGod!” I sat up in my bed screaming. I stopped once I realized it was just a dream, just a dream. Well just a replay of what had happened 10 years ago. But I have proof that night happened. Just look at the back of my neck and shoulders for the most proof look at the left side of my neck.
    I pulled my covers back up my shoulders so I didn’t feel tempted to trace them and remember that night – the accident – and was determined not to remember. Not to dream. It been to many years since I could recall so many parts of that night. But I prefer not to remember a thing. I’d spent so many days trying to bury that night and they should stay that way.
    Just like mort vampires should stay in the ground but they don’t.



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