When we were growing up, the first thing that was imprinted in our mind was we were different from humans. My parents won't hide the fact about our identity. They would always remind me for who I am. But my childhood wasn’t ordinary. All of the vampire children were mandatory put into a vampire school in order to train ourselves to endure our hunger lust for human blood.
It was needed in order for us to co-exist.
And along the years of growing up, my beliefs were influenced with the people I looked up to.
My parents, specifically my mother, wasn't necessarily strict to me so I was able to choose if I wanted to join the vampire clan or not.
I did… because I respect my identity and my clan. I respect its rules. I have no problem following because it was my way of reminding myself for
