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.

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?