” My Fateful Attempts “

It’s a rather beautiful night, the
stars are out, the moon reflecting
its astonishing gleam, as i walk
down the old sidewalks of Main Street,
the shops are old and out of bussiness,
the street is practically deserted, only
leaving locked doors and cealed gates,
but one particular building stands, it
seems to be an old warehouse, being
daringly curious, i walk beside the
building, with a strong presence rushing
through my veins, i walk closer to where
there is a tall metal door with only a little
opening to glance into, then i look up at
the tall structure, some of the windows
are shattered, and filled with cobwebs and
and dust, i had to look inside, i knocked on
the door without a thought in mind that someone
would answer, but being polite and not just walking
in, a tall man dressed from head to toe in black,he
asks, “State your presence,” in a deep terrifying
voice, “I was wandering the streets in search of
some nightly gatherings, can you tell me what
this place i come upon?” “This ground you stand
on is Vampire territory, this place is private, if
you are worthy, you may enter,” “May i know
what this place is named,” “This is, CaverrnDerVampir,
you may come in if you dare.”As i entered the dark
building i come upon a dark room filled with goths,
vampires, and satanists, i wander around for awhile
talking to others like me, sharing our experiences, powers,
and other special abilities, the night comes to an end, i
hurry back to my home and regenerate from the
night of many doings, “I will go back another time, thus
i have found where i belong.”

By Vampyre Lestat

This world is so confusing, I can't understand how I am so different from the rest, of course i have my own opinions and speak my mind all the time. People deserve to know the truth about themselves. I am still young and ignorant towards things, I have a fascination of learning about the dark arts like, gothic culture, vampirism, and stuff like that. I'm not a wannabe or anything like that, i'm not going to say I am anything, you can judge what I am because I don't even know what I am. So if u wish judgement on me, be my guest. And I would also like to give a dedicating rememberance to a special friend, NATHALY BAUTISTA (1989-2003) "We will always remember you always" With Love and Care.....Farewell my friend.