Gaia is 10 and a half years old. She likes to read fiction stories. She has two guinea pigs, and she love vampires (even though they aren't real!).
“When I was born, the people at the hospital noticed something that shone in me and that was that I was a vampire. It’s not that bad being a vampire. I actually like it.”
Preface
Sara was a vampire, and everyone who knew her noticed something unusual about her the moment they saw her.
Chapter One: People
(Sara)
I opened the front door and walked out into the fresh spring breeze of L.A. and started walking down my block, keeping my pace quick and swift. That was mostly why everyone stopped me on the street to ask me why I was walking so fast. As I walked, I spotted a nice patisserie shop, and I walked in to avoid the people that would mostly look at me and question why I was walking so fast. And you know, I really don’t know why I walk so fast, but actually I do. It’s because I’m a vampire. I knew that before my mom did. When I was born, the people at the hospital noticed something that shone in me and that was that I was a vampire. It’s not that bad being a vampire. I actually like it.
“Excuse me, miss, is there anything we can help you with?” the man at the counter in the shop asked.
“Oh, yes! Could I get a hot chocolate with whipped cream please?”
“Yes, coming up! And that would be $5.30,” the man said.
“Sure,” I said as I handed him the money.
As I left the store, I noticed how the man looked at me, like I was different or suspicious, but I totally ignored him and kept doing my things.
Chapter Two: Walk
(Sara)
My walk back was actually pretty good, not so many stares. (At first).
But then a girl that looked about my age stopped me and asked me, “Are you magical? ‘Cause you walk unusually fast!”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I said, “I guess some people just walk fast.”
“Okay, I guess so too,” the girl responded. Then she stuck out her hand, “Emma,” she said.
“Sara,” I said.
Emma decided to walk to my house with me, and I was okay with it, so it wasn’t weird. We talked about random things that usually come to girls’ minds when they hang out.
Then when we got to my house, I said, “Do you want to come in?”
“Is that okay?” Emma asked.
“Yeah, sure.”
“K.”
***
Soon enough, it was time for Emma to leave, and she did.
But before she left she asked me, “Can we meet again tomorrow?”
I thought for a moment and then said, “Yes.”
Chapter Three: Friends
(Sara)
The next day, Emma came over, and she already had plans for us. I was actually really happy that she already had plans because then we would have probably been doing nothing since I’m not very good at making plans. Anyway, since Emma had plans she decided that we would go to a science museum.
“Does this museum have any blood or anything that has to do with blood?” I asked.
“Why?” Emma asked. “Do you faint at the sight of blood?”
“N-no, just does it?”
“Yeah, it does have a human body exhibit, and that includes blood.”
“Okay, then we better not go to this museum,” I mumbled.
“We can skip that part,” Emma suggested.
“Yeah, true, but still let’s do it another day,” I complained.
“Okay, fine!” Emma said, clearly annoyed.“Then where do you want to go?”
“Let’s go to a park. How does that sound?”
“Okay, I guess.”
I probably shouldn’t have been so picky, but how could I have resisted killing things, even people, maybe. You may not know how much I have to try not to kill Emma when I’m with her, and it would have been even worse at a museum with a blood exhibit.
Chapter Four: Blood
(Emma)
It was pretty annoying because Sara was being really picky about where we were going to go for fun. I suspected something about her that might have been the reason for why she didn’t want to go to this museum. But honestly I have no clue! Why would someone not want to go to a museum? Like, it’s just a museum! I thought, but then again blood. Blood was what was stopping Sara from going to this museum. Then I wondered why blood was stopping Sara.
“So which park do you want to go to?” she suddenly asked.
Since I was annoyed with her I said, “My friend texted me earlier and said that she was going to go to Griffith Park, and I said that I might meet her there, so let’s go there.”
“Okay, that sounds reasonable,” Sara murmured, clearly not very excited at my park choice with another friend.
When we got to the park, I spotted my friend (Madison), and I ran over to give her a hug!
“This is my friend, Sara,” I said as I introduced Sara to Madison. I noticed that Sara didn’t seem to mind how I had said the word friend.
“Hi, I’m Madison,” Madison said cautiously.
“Hi,” Sara whispered.
“So, what should we do?” Madison asked.
“Let’s go to the lake!” I suggested. “It will be about a 5-10 minute walk from here, so we can chat along the way! How does that sound?”
Madison and Sara just nodded. While we walked, I noticed how Madison stared at Sara just the way I had yesterday when I met Sara.
“I heard that you guys just met yesterday,” Madison said still looking at Sara.
“Uh, yes,” Sara whispered again.
“You don’t have to whisper you know,” I said.
Sara just shrugged. It was too peaceful. I didn’t think that Madison would notice Sara the way that I did. It was just very quiet, and it felt silent. Suddenly we heard a scream. We all turned around. There was a boy crying on the ground, and there was blood. Lots of blood. I glanced over at Sara. Her teeth were clenched, and she was shaking.
“Sara?” I asked.
“Yes?” she whispered.
“Are you okay?”
“Sort of.”
Madison glared at Sara. “Why are you whispering?” she demanded.
“Leave her alone,” I mumbled.
Then Sara lunged forward on top of the boy and then almost, just almost (and that is if I hadn’t come in and grabbed Sara) bit the poor boy.
“What were you thinking??” I yelled at her.
“Okay, okay I should have told you!” Sara moaned.
I looked over at Madison, and she was glaring at me and at Sara.
Then Madison started to scream, “Sara, why did you just do that?! That kid was already hurt, and you just went to hurt that kid even more?! I can’t believe you! You can be such a jerk!”
When I looked at Sara, she had tears in her eyes. Then when I looked at Madison, she was glaring at both of us very hard. She looked furious.
“Okay, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I’m a vampire!!! I couldn’t help it” Sara burst out.
“I’m sorry. I may have heard you wrong,” Madison said. “But I don’t think vampires exist. Is this some kind of joke?”
“You don’t understand!” Sara protested.
“Okay, whatever you say.”
I was so confused. Sara was a vampire? That must have been why she didn’t want to go to the blood museum, and that was also probably why she lunged for that poor boy. I was upset with Sara for not telling me, and I was upset with Madison because she was being so mean to Sara.
“Okay, let’s go, Emma. I’m done!!” Madison said.
“Bye,” I whispered to Sara.
Chapter Five: Friendless
(Sara)
I walked home unusually slowly. I was miserable because I didn’t know if Emma would still be my friend. It was for sure confirmed that Madison hated me. Why did I have to be a vampire? Why couldn’t I be normal. Why did Madison have to be so annoying? I wish that I hadn’t done what I had done. Oh, that poor kid, and it was all my fault. If I wasn’t a vampire then I would have never done any of the things that I did. Now I was totally friendless. Yay, I guess? This is how it was before I’d even met Emma and Madison, though I didn’t consider Madison a friend.
When I got home I went to my room and dialed Emma’s number. She didn’t answer, so I decided to text her. Here is what I texted:
To: Emma
Hi, it’s me, Sara. I hope you forgive me for what I did.
From: Sara
Then I decided to email her instead:
To: Emma
Hi, it’s me Sara I just called you, but you didn’t answer which is okay.
I am emailing you to tell you that I would like to be friends again and to explain what/why I did what I did earlier today at the park. Here is my explanation:
Since I told you earlier that I am a vampire, and it’s true, that’s why I lunged for the kid. Vampires have to try not to kill people, or rather humans, when they are near each other. I’m not trying to scare you. I promise that I will never kill you. We are attracted to human blood, so that’s why I went for that kid (because of all the blood on the floor).
I really hope you forgive me.
From: Sara
All I had to do was hope that Emma would respond quickly.
Chapter Six: Email (Part One)
(Emma)
Madison and I walked with me to the ice cream truck where I got chocolate and she got vanilla. We ate in silence.
“I have to go,” I told Madison when we were halfway through our ice cream.
“Why?” she asked. “Need to apologize to the jerk?”
I rolled my eyes. “No.”
“Okay, fine. Bye! Can we meet up tomorrow?”
“No,” I whispered.
“What! Why?”
“Let me go please. I’ll text you later maybe.”
“Bye.” She waved at me.
I walked home quickly. I knew that I needed to talk to Sara. Not that I was sorry yet. I actually started to run. I ran home, fast. I opened the front door and quickly locked it behind me. I ran upstairs and opened up my MacBook to Gmail. I had gotten an email from Sara! Yay! After I was done reading it, I understood why she had acted so weird. I quickly responded:
To: Sara
Hi! I got your email, and now I am responding.
I understand why you did what you did. Madison will never forgive you just so you know, but I will.
I hope that we can be friends again even though we were never not friends.
From: Emma
All I had to do was hope that Sara would respond quickly.
Chapter Seven: Email (Part Two)
(Sara)
Yes! Emma responded. I really hoped that she wasn’t mad, and from reading her email I could tell that she was not mad!
I decided to write Emma another email:
To: Emma
I am so relieved that you will still be my friend even though I probably don’t deserve it. Thank you so much!
Also, can you come over tonight or tomorrow?
From: Sara
Chapter Eight: Email (Part Three)
(Emma)
I read Sara’s message and responded this:
To: Sara
Hi! I’m glad that you are willing to be friend, and yes you deserve it. What could you have done? You couldn’t help yourself. I obviously forgive you as I said before. Earlier Madison asked if I could meet her tomorrow, and I said no! But we can definitely meet tomorrow. Can we talk on the phone instead? I think it would be much easier. Also, sorry that I didn’t pick up the phone earlier. I was still at the park, and my phone was silenced.
Talk to you in a sec (on the phone).
From: Emma
Chapter Nine: Phone Call
(Sara)
I read Emma’s email and then called her on my phone.
“Hi, Emma?” I asked.
“Hi, Sara!” she said.
“So I’m really sorry for what I did earlier.”
“It’s fine, really.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, positive.”
“So you said that Madison asked to meet tomorrow and you said no?” I said.
“Yup.”
“Why? For me?”
“Sort of, mostly because I got pretty sick of her, and if you didn’t know she is someone who is very easy to get sick of, and because I wanted to make it up to you.”
“Oh, thank you, but shouldn’t I be the one apologizing?” I asked Emma.
“Only if you want.”
“Yes please!” I cried.
Emma just laughed. “So should I come over tomorrow, or do you want to come over. Actually I think you should come see my house for once.”
“Okay! Sounds good” I said excitedly.
“Bye, Emma!”
“Bye, Sara!” And we hung up.
Chapter Ten: Fake Friends
(Madison)
We are totally fake. Me and Emma, no way am I ever going to like her or her friend “the jerk.” How could she leave me to go home and probably go talk to “the jerk.” Oh well, I’m never going to forgive her anyway, so she better be sorry. We are fake friends. I wonder was she faking it the whole time because I sure wasn’t. When I first met Emma she seemed like such a nice girl, but now? Oh, god! I should probably call her to see if maybe, just maybe I can convince her to meet me again tomorrow.
I dialed Emma’s number, and she responded almost immediately
“What do you want?” she asked, annoyed.
“Could you please meet me tomorrow?”
“No, I already told you.”
“Ugh.”
“Plus I made plans with Sara for tomorrow. She’s coming over!
“What?!” I yelled.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“You betrayed me to go with — ”
Emma stopped me and and said, “She is not a jerk.”
“Fine!” I yelled. “If you don’t want to be my friend then I guess I’m better off without you!”
“Same here.” Emma agreed.
“Why are you so mean?!” I asked.
“You are the one who is mean,” she remarked. “I’m just standing up for my friend and what’s right.”
I didn’t even bother to say goodbye to Emma. I just hung up.
Chapter Eleven: Hiking
(Emma and Sara) or (2nd person)
The next morning, Sara walked over to Emma’s house, and Emma explained that she thought that they should go hiking. Sara agreed and went back to her house to get a sandwich and hiking gear. When she was done, Emma and Sara met at Emma’s front door.
“Let’s do this!” Emma said.
“Cool!” Sara responded.
The two of them hiked in Griffith Park (the same park where Sara and Madison had met). They started to hike at the very beginning of the trail, and all they really talked about was what had happened earlier.
They hiked and hiked until Sara stopped in her tracks.
“What is it?” Emma asked.
“I smell something.” Sara said.
“What!”
“Blood,” Sara whispered. “Also you probably don’t want to see this, so you should go.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m probably going to hunt.”
“Wouldn’t that be cool?” Emma asked.
“No,” Sara said. “Please go, I don’t think you want to see me hunt.”
“Can I just watch from a distance?”
“Okay fine, but a far distance.”
“K,” Emma said.
Emma walked away from Sara about 20 steps and stood to watch her.
Chapter Twelve: My View
(Emma)
As I moved back, I saw Sara take a deep breath. Then I saw a wolf come into view.
“Ahh,” I gasped.
“Shhh… ” Sara said looking back at me. “Move back five more steps.”
I moved back and watched as Sara lunged for the wolf…
Chapter Thirteen: What’s Going On
(Madison)
I was really upset, but maybe just maybe I could call Sara and see if she would pick up. So I dialed Sara’s number and waited. Ugh she didn’t pick up, I thought. I wonder where she and Emma went, but apparently they are not at Emma’s house or Sara’s house. Don’t tell me that she went to a park or rather Griffith Park. No, no, no! I thought. To me Griffith Park is a devil. I decided to leave my mom a note about where I was going, it said:
Hi mom.
I went to Griffith Park, and I’ll be back in about 1-2 hours. See you then!
-Madison
I headed out, and when I got to the park, I was very annoyed. If Emma and Sara were here, then I would have to check all over the park. Ugh! How was I ever going to find them? Oh no, I thought to myself. I had just gotten hungry, and I would have to go get food before I could go look for my “friends.” I decided to go to Taco Bell since I love tacos!
Chapter Fourteen: The Wolf
(The wolf)
I was just strolling nearby, and yes I did hear some voices, and maybe I should have gotten scared, but I didn’t. Then I saw two girls talking, and then one of them backed away from me or from the other girl. (I don’t know.) No one needs to be scared of me. I’m just a wolf. Wait — are people scared of wolves? Is that normal? I know that I’ve been pretty calm, but something else happened. Suddenly the girl closest to me lunged at me! I was not expecting this. Ah, now I understand this girl is a vampire, and she wants to eat me.
Chapter Fifteen: Kill
(Sara)
As I jumped at the wolf, I thought, Should I be doing this? Yes was the answer. The wolf dodged me. I bared my teeth at him and jumped on top of him and dug my teeth into his neck. (Yum!) The wolf tried to shake me off, but I held on and bit deeper. I took a quick glance at Emma. She was frozen to her spot. I bit again, and this time the wolf stopped moving. He just fell peacefully on the ground… dead.
I looked at Emma again. She looked really sad and amazed at the same time.
“You just killed a wolf,” she managed to say.
“Yeah, that’s kind of how we hunt,” I said.
“But that was a life that could have lasted a couple of years more,” she protested.
“I’m sorry that’s just how we hunt,” I said.
“Well, that was cruel!” Emma said.
“I’m sorry, but you were the one who wanted to see this,” I said.
“That’s true. Let’s go now,” Emma said.
“Umm… you can go, but I’m hungry.”
“Oh yeah, sorry. I guess I’ll wait for you.”
“You probably don’t want to see this. It’s a little bit disturbing.”
“Okay, right. But it’s okay.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
I devoured the wolf’s blood quickly and then just left it like that.
“You’re just going to leave the poor wolf alone like this?” Emma asked, worried.
“Unfortunately, yes,” I said.
Emma did not look too happy about this.
Chapter Sixteen: How It Feels to Be Dead
(The Wolf)
Now I’m dead, and I was just trying to live, and now I’m dead. Oh well, what can I do? Nothing I guess. That other girl did not look too happy to see her friend kill a wolf. Vampire. I officially do not like vampires. Not at all! They are dirty little creatures who go around sucking blood from other things. I wonder if they think that they can kill teddy bears? Or objects in general! Well, it doesn’t matter because I am dead, and being dead feels like being dead, or it might feel like lying on the ground and reflecting on your bad life where an annoying girl just randomly jumped on top of you and killed you. Not so fun if you ask me. Now what will happen to me? Will I become a wolfire (wolf-vampire)? Or will I just melt into the ground? If I become a wolfire, I will go kill the girl who thought she had an appetizing meal of a magical wolf who came back for her in the next life! Haha, revenge!
Chapter Seventeen: Found Them
(Emma, Sara, and Madison) or (2nd Person)
When Madison finished her lunch, she went to the part of the park where there was lots of grass, and she sat down to wait and see if Emma and Sara would show up. And yes, just as Madison sat down, she saw Emma and Sara come into view.
“Emma! Sara!” she yelled as she jumped up.
“Hi, Madison,” Emma said wearily.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, well, something.”
“Can you tell me?” Madison asked.
“Okay,” they both said.
So Emma and Sara told Madison what had happened, and Madison finally understood. She apologized to Sara, and they were all at peace.
“You know we should all go to my house!” Madison said.
“Cool, yeah!” Sara agreed.
“Okay, let’s go!” Emma said.
And the three girls walked off to Madison’s house in the quiet evening.
The End
A word from the wolf:
This is amazing. I came back to life as a wolf, so yeah I’m the same, but I’m fine with it. I don’t think I’m ever going to go near that girl again. But I do hope that wolves can be more friends with humans.
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