"Cursed by Evil" - Christina.D (ebook reader with built in dictionary .txt) 📗

I know that someday, I will overuse my powers and I won’t wakeup.
I didn’t notice when Shane came in and I really didn’t mean to flinch the way I did, but I was scared inside to see someone else that wasn’t human.

Shane

The fear in her eyes when I patted her shoulder, made me shiver. I have only known her since yesterday, but she struck me as an ignorant person. Now when I looked in her eyes there was a little girl that was scared.
I put the washed sheets neatly folded on her bed. She looked down to the floor and said nothing. I stood watching her. Her hair was dried, making it look really blond. Her side fringe was covering her face, so I couldn’t see any emotions that were running through her mind. I wanted to know what she was thinking, I wanted to hear her plans. I wanted to be involved in her plans, just to be involved in her mind.
I was about to say something that I knew later I would regret, but Lily barged in and hugged Mia. I took a step back, realising I was too close to Mia. I looked at the door where Dillon was leaning. He was looking at them with fear in his eyes. I have a feeling that everyone knows what’s happening to Mia. I don’t understand how though. Dillon has known me since high school, I have always known he has other friends, but I never bothered to find out whom. Michel said there was something strange about him, but I always thought it’s that he’s completely un-aware of anything.
‘Ok, now I’m asking questions’ Both Dillon and Lily looked surprised that I asked this, but Mia didn’t.
‘OK, what do you want to know?’ Mia asked with no change of tone in her voice from when she was talking to Lily. Dillon stood up straight and closed the door.
‘Do you know who and why gave you the curse?’
‘Yeah’
‘And you completely know who the person was?’
‘Yeah, it wasn’t a person, it was a vampire.’ Dillon tensed up and walked towards the bed. Lily was looking at Mia in shock. I looked away from Mia and looked at Dillon.
‘You knew.’
‘Yeah, you and Michel; the English teacher are vampires.’
‘For how long have you known?’
‘Since the day we met. ‘He didn’t have an expression on his face, so when I looked at Mia I was surprised to see her smiling.
All my life I have been a vampire, my mother and father were vampires too. My mother died when I was born, because vampires can’t change. We have to stay the same, so when it came to delivering me, I had to rip myself out of her womb when I was one month old. I stopped growing at seventeen, as that is the age I started drinking blood. My father died by being burned trying to protect witches. 1585, 3rd October was the date I stopped aging, and the date of my father’s death. I do not know what day I was born, because my father was not the brightest person. I do not hold anything against witches, but I would not like to cross one, as they remind me of my father. I have been looking after myself for all this time. I have never had a wife or kids, as I do not want my worries on them.
Vampires can’t do much. We can hear very far away, we can jump as high as we want to, we can’t age and we really enjoy blood. We can eat normal food, but it’s like for a human drinking someone’s blood; some like it and most don’t. When we tell a command, people have to obey us. The worst is that we can put curses on people that can; and most of the time does, kill them.

Mia

Shane was staring at the floor not saying anything. I was smiling. I know that it’s not the most appropriate thing to do, but I feel bad for the guy, so maybe a happy face will cheer him up. Dillon seemed sad; I know that he’s sad, because his aura is dark but light gray. I can’t tell vampire auras, so I have no idea how Shanes feeling. I stood up and put my hand on his shoulder.
‘Hey, don’t worry you’re not a freak, if that’s what you’re thinking.’ He looked at me with a small smile. ‘I mean I’m more of a freak then you are.’ He’s face brightened and I put my hand down. His smile despaired when Dillon spoke.
‘Yeah she’s a witch, and to top it she doesn’t stop reading.’ He didn’t stop looking at me, but in a blink he seemed shocked. Almost sad. And I knew I saw hate.

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Publication Date: 06-03-2011

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