Kiss Of Death by Rachel Lorene Caine (books for 9th graders .txt) 📖

‘Thump’’, Thump’’, Thump is the haunting sound that is no more within myself only the shallowness of hearing humans blood course through their veins. I am a monster I swear to be from the dark ages amongst the underworld and cast back into reality and set on this horrid world. I am nothing more than a beautiful face, so that I can lure you into my yet fragile but bone crushing grasp and suck the only thing you have that is more important then anything away from you “your life”. As I sleep it’s all a dream, but when light and darkness flashes into my eyes as I awake from the repeating nightmare I realize it all becomes real as in present day.
My eyelids still lay peacefully as I can feel every inch of coldness run down my neck to my torso and finally to my feet. My flesh begins to awake as so do I . My hunger gets the best of me so I roll over and get up to reach into my closet for the daily 5 tipped razor sharp stars and blades that any human or non human would fear to be wreathed upon them. You probably wonder why I would need such weapons when I am a weapon myself, well that question always takes me back into a time where I was five years of age and I can even remember the way I felt then I had that urge of happiness knowing I was loved and life was going to be a delight but, as years passed my mother and father became anxious and scared of every time the wind blew or the door creaked ,as I became not of what they were scared of but myself I have been changing over the last 14 years as I am 19 but almost 20 in 2 months which would be December 5 as it is almost time for my birthday and my gum feels on fire and my bones ache and I can smell blood a mile a way like a sharks pray. The day that we all knew would happen came my mother and father were slaughtered as I hid beneath the floor boards trying to look up but when I did dust would fall into my eyes. I can remember crying and seeing the lines on my arm where the light fell through the cracks. A man dressed in black stood over me and then all fell silent as I was grabbed from beneath the floor and carried out by two other men as the one who grabbed me just sat in there and looked at the lifeless bodies of my parents.
I was dragged to this Mansion in Romania where I sat in a cold dark room covered in dirt with a stale smell to it for 16 hours . I could here some one enter and even feel their presence with goose bumps down my neck. As I waited for the lights to come on they didn’t only foot steps approached as a mans voice with the most desirable accent said that to not ask questions for me to just listen as that is what I did . He spoke the words Light child your heritage is one of us a vampire. your mom was an immortal being one of which has an entire race of its own the one that is undead and lives on human blood. But we can survive on animal but it leaves us very week like your mother who had chosen this path as she also chose the path of falling in love with a human man. Which she betrayed her family and ran off with him. You are probably wondering why I kept you alive well you are special among are race and very rare at that you see when your mom choice to have you with a mortal man it risked her life and yours because during the birthing process the dna between his and hers can make you incredibly strong and will rip your mothers inside and you will die because you will come to soon but this time you are the only one that has been bread and stayed alive. The most important thing is are kind cannot withstand the sunlight as it penetrates are skin it burns are flesh but you on the other hand have human dna crossbred with your vampires making you be able to walk amongst the living in the light and blend in as a human. I spat out the words as loud as I could I don’t want to be one of you as tears rolled down my cheeks he said that’s a little to late your transition is going to come early within the next three days I can smell it own you. and plus your going to need pure blood which I can only give to you for you to make it through the transition alive. He had finally left the room where I could only sit in darkness and cry on the stale dirt ground where I fell to my side and pulled my knees up to my chest and dazed back into the warm memories I had of her and dad .

Publication Date: 12-13-2010

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