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As I ran and ran I could not escape the people who were chasing me. They were shouting at me with weapons and torches in hand. What did I do to be this hated you may ask, I was born.
It all started October 31st, 1700. The day I was born to my mother Lilliana Voltolli and my father Fredrick Voltolli, along with two siblings, my sister Rosalind and my brother Julien. Let's just say we were lucky to have vampire doctors or else it would've been a mess, I was born pale, like deathly pale, but hey i'm a vampire what do you expect from me. I screamed my little head off when I came out, well that's what mum tells me, Rosalind says I was eardrum breaking loud which I see as a compliment. From the very start blood was what I consumed, as a baby of course it was in a bottle but as I grew older it went from bottles to being anywhere from a sippy cup, raw foods, regular cups or even straight out of the blood bag. I was the cutest little vampire ever in my family's eyes butttt let's just say they were the only ones. They say when I was born it was during a thunderstorm, the darkest and stormiest night of all time, that's how they knew I was special. I don't think I'm special, far from it, you'll see why in no time but back to the story. My siblings aren't much older than me, Rosalind is older by 4 years and Julien is older by 2, I remember their faces the most because they were standing over my crib every second they could. My mum fell slightly ill after having me so my father took care of the both of us. In no time my mum got better and I soon turned one years old which then turned into two into three and soon enough I was four. I was happy to be older, I could finally be in the sun for longer times and my powers were coming in. But soon I turned five and turning five meant starting school, the scariest thing of all time...