I'm a high school student,

A normal girl who wants to fly into the clouds

with extra attention from friends, classmates, teachers, and people in general.

Guess what I got,

Thirst and hunger inside my heart.

Blood pulls me back to its side,

It's been 17 days, 38 minutes, and 23 seconds, I still can't believe that I become a vampire.

This compulsion kills me.

The madness inside my head is going to burst out in any minute.

I don't know when it's going to explode like a volcano.

When I am hungry,

I have to feed myself with blood.

But there is no regret about the fact that it is going inside me like a virus.

I can't go outside in the daytime, I can't feel the sun on my skin.

I am being offered only night and darkness for me.

It makes my dizziness even stronger.

When I am with my family, friends, or loved ones I can't digest the fact that I'm not one of them.

This fact makes me feel like I am getting choked by a random person in a very, very dark room.

This makes me die all the time when I think about it.

It's hard to trust yourself that you won't hurt or kill or give pain to your loved ones.

Being alone, hiding is really miserable.

It is hard to believe that there is no one there to have a conversation with you.

It always makes you hidden in woods to show off.

Why, why vampires deserve this?