A normal life is no life at all. A normal girl or boy, is not a girl or boy. 

I found this out when I was 15. I wasn’t normal. In fact, I was the complete opposite. 

I was a girl. A weird one. I would dream about stuff nobody would normally dream about. Also...

I was a vampire. 

Full moons made me sick, and that made me more uncontrollable off what I do. 

I went wild sometimes. Too wild! 

My mum and I used to play this game, we called it guess, because we had to guess why we were different.