| Let it be known my mother hated me. She always had, ever since our manservant was caught giving me a rose when I was 8. My father was always away, a traveling minister in 1738, he left my mother and I a maid. Her name was Baubetta, from Africa. When I first saw that maid, I loved her. For 9 years she taught me all she knew of majick, in the quiet confines of my room. The eve my father came home, there was a party. A lively one, for my grandmother had just died, and my parents were given an inheritance they didn't deserve. Instead of mourning, they celebrated. I wore all black for the occasion, my long brown hair traveling to my waist. My mother secretly went into my room while I was dancing, and what she found there forever changed me. The happiest I had ever seen her was when she was gallavanting down the stairs, holding all of my majick trinkets and throwing them on the floor. The last words I ever heard from my father were, "Let this witch be hanged on the first light of the morrow!" I was thrown into my room, a pentacle carved into my left wrist to let all know I was in league with evil. I left that night, hugging my maid, and holding a spellbook she had made for me, but meant to give me the night of my marraige. To finish off my fateful night, I met a creature- not living, not dead. He changed my world, and made me into the immortal I am today. I am Heavyn Lee, and I am a creature of the night. Vampyre. | 
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