In the past week, I have finally realized that Friendship was a completely empty vise that stifled any emotion from your body. I could not believe I had chosen so many that were not even close to being worthy. My closest companions are not even giving a second glance of worry towards my direction. I’m worried… so worried that it tears millions of holes into my skin and pours out every single fear I have always obtained. Yet they do not let themselves see this, they are always trying to make for it in other ways.

I wish to bathe in the Light again. Do not get me wrong; I have seen the Light before. I have let it wash over me from time to time, and that much I know is true. I’ve watched with silent apprehension as the rays washed over my sister’s glittering, fair hair. The sunlight’s fingers reached across her light brown hair in glistening gold. I would sit up in bed as the Light finally touched the face of my brother. His eyes closed tightly as the sun reached for them, though he remained in sleep.

I had let my hair fall into place, down my shoulders as I took of my tie. I let the sun touch my hair. The dark strands sparkling with shine as the sun warmed them. Then my chest felt so warm, almost burning, until the rays washed my face. I closed my eyes to savor the warmth, the Light.

I am one of the few that actually get to walk in the purity of the Sun. Though memories in the past are fading at a rate that my fingertips cannot obtain, I can remember for a while longer… remember the last sunrise I had as a human, though that’s a different story.

I must say even though I experienced that one sunrise, it has no meaning to me. I am filled with sorrow once more, and I yearn to live life without regret. I cannot sleep at night my angel, Drogan... he.... He cannot help me. I am forever doomed to walk this earth with loneliness and sorrow for the rest of eternity.

Heh... I think I'm done telling you the parts of my past... It's foolish... That's what I think NOW... *smirks* It's all over for you all... I've done my part in saving the world and it's my 'kamui's' job to kill it... I did kill my sister... She told me so much.... but I guess... *licks lips* I was impatient... *laughs* Now all I have to do is wait for all of you to bow down to your new Vampire Princess...

I was strolling down the graveyard at the end of our road... to meet mother... She had died three years ago and I've been going to her grave anytime I could... When I saw her grave I noticed a fresh set of flowers... Roses... Red Roses... With no further examing I snatched the flowers and glared at them.
"It was he..."
I turned with the flowers scattering everywhere. A man was there... staring... at me... He was in his thirties and looked like a rich young fool. His hair was blonde and his eyes where brown... He was just two feet taller than I. How dare he lie! It was certainly him who put the flowers on my mothers grave! But inside my head my mind swirled into thoughts of who this man really was...

I have been going to parties on and off this year... For some reason it is like the gods are trying to make my life better for there is a dark future ahead of me. I can't tell...

The words of the noble men and women flew past me even though they might have been speaking to me... I do not really understand them anyways... I never knew how to speak like a normal young woman... I never knew these people... maybe I have... once again I don't know... But I know one thing for sure... I don't know myself... But what I DO know... someone is watching my wretched being... with a twisted joyful soul...