I've met others like me, though they kill humans. It hurts my heart as I watch them do so, but I need answers.

"What am I? What are we?" I ask.

The woman smiles coldly. "Vampires." She leaves.

I stumble back into the woods. I'm not just a witch anymore—I'm a vampire too! Vampires are the evilest of creatures, for they kill, kill, kill. I will hide from this world if I must, only drinking the blood of animals. I won't kill humans, no matter how evil they may be.

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30 years, give or take, have passed. The year after I was burned the trials ended. Every year I can't help but go back to check on Summer. This is the day I do.

I race through the woods and appear on the edge of town, hiding. I wear a long cloak that covers my entire body. I hide within the shadows and I watch Summer go throughout her day. She's thirty-eight now but she's as beautiful as ever. She passed through the town and disappears inside a house. She comes out with a bread loaf, and casts a sad look in the direction of my gravestone. Most witches did not receive one, but my sister had mourned and so I had one.

A man stands behind me as I lean on the tree, spying on my sister.

"You are strange," he says, tugging down my hood.

I turn, fear overtaking my expression. He's like me, for I cannot hear the blood in his veins. His eyes are golden, identical to mine.

"As are you," I respond, unsure of how I should act.

"My name is Carlisle," he says.

"I do not quite recall mine," I respond. "But my sister is named Summer. I was burned thirty years ago and no one has said my name since. They did not say my name when they burned me again, so I don't know."

"Could I call you Sparrow?" He asked.

I smiled sadly. "Just like the bird," I murmur, but I don't intend for him to hear.

He knows this and he pretends he hasn't heard. We walk through the woods and I show him my witchcraft. He says to me, "Do you only drink animal blood?"

And I respond, "Yes. I feel guilty if I kill a human, even though they killed me."

We walk in silence until we find two bears. It's easy for us to attack them and feed and we head off to explore the world.

This feels raw—in a bad way. I don't like it but for you readers, I'll give it.

Edit: Aight, I'm bored so you're getting a six day early update.