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~Undead: Serene's story~
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Ok i am being really brave and finally plucking up the courage to post a story here. Its kinda an experiment as i have never posted a story anywhere before but i love making them ingame. I hope its not rubbish!!! i apologize in advance for any typo's i dont, i have a cordless keyboard and it messes up sometimes.

Undead: Serene's story.....the intoduction.

On the first glance, my house seems like your average home, my family like your average family. In fact you couldnt be blamed for thinking this is just another teenagers tale. But once you look closely at my life, you see it isnt as basic as you'd thought. But in my home there is a forbidden room, where no guests are allowed to enter. The room inside is dark, with no windows, and lit by a few candles. The room is barely furnished, just a mirror, an old wardrobe, a rug and a...um....coffin.

And thats where things get strange, for in the coffin is where i lie, and wait for sunset so i can get up. And any poor soul who dares to disturb me? they will definatly regret it.


But occasionaly you get the odd foolish teenager who finds amusement in waking the dead. One intruder in paticular pay regular visits. Every time is the same. The intruder slipps through the door, checks nobody is watching and closes it behind him. He tiptoes across the floor careful not to wake me, as a cranky vampire is dangerous. He carefully lifts the coffin lid and peers inside.


I lay there motionless and waited for the right moment to strike.... "MERVIN GET THE **** OUT OF MY ROOM!". Mervin is my stupid jerk of a brother, and he loves nothing more than to make my life ****. Mervin jumped back startled, then smirked,
"Oh im so sorry, did i wake you dracula?"
I glared at him, "What do you think! GET OUT!"
"Awww dont be cranky sis, its just a joke!"
"A joke which has been going on for almost a year"
Mervin smiled again "Well it never gets boring!" as he left the room, slaming the door behind him. It was clearly nightime, so i should be up. I was driven out of my coffin by my brother's loud dance music which he put on top volume just for me. Things like this remind me of why being a teen vampire really sucks!


Well i think this is where i shall start my story, i'l begin with a bit about myself. My name is Serene Raiden, i am seventeen years old...and im a teenage vampire. Yeah sounds cool dosnt it...trust me its not. Most people have these false impressions of vampires from tv, they watch all that stuff like dracula and...buffy the vampire slayer and think life as a vamp could be fun. And of course you get the super goths, who go around dressed in black with filed teeth claiming to be vampires, and i totally dont get them. People seem to think that being undead is about sexy vampires, secret societies and stalking the streets looking dark and moody. I wish it was cool like that. But the truth is much less appealing.


So what is it really like being a vampire then? i can tell you that. Imagine you have a perfectly ordinary life. You go to school or work, you have friends and no matter how dull things get, you have nothing to really fear. Now imagine losing it all. Having to drop out of school as you cant face the sunlight, ditching your friends because you cant tell them your secret, and the scariest thing is having your once lovley complexion become veiny and blue tinged....**** i cant even see my own face anymore as my reflection has vanished. It gets pretty lonley being in the dark all the time, that is really the worst part about being a vampire.


Now people often told me to stop whinging and get myself some vamprocillen-D, there are pleanty of gypsies out there with tons of the stuff to sell. That is really annoying, im not stupid! the trouble with gypsy potions is that they are not properly tested. And when i tried to swalow the potion my throat closed up completley. Now because i dont breathe it didnt choke me...but i was pretty annoyed when i couldnt talk for a week and i still looked like a corpse. It turns out im allergic to the D chemical in vamprocillen D, just my luck.
Reaserch into an official cure is still going ahead in laboratories, but as my kind are still a minority it is not treated as a serious case. Therefore i am stuck this way for a while yet...if not forever.

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