Lonely

Back of Book
      Once we were many, a proud race hidden from the hatred of humans. Now we are diminishing by the numbers and we have no way of communicating . Our only way of communication was through a special frequency that humans could not pick up until Jack Hunter. He tortured and murdered many of innocent werewolves, vampires, and other magical creatures. We do not know how many are left of us but we do know that we will find and unit the last of all magical kinds. We have to make sure we remain secret from the humans because they wish to destroy us. They see us as the scary monsters you see in the movies, killing people without feelings. We have feelings just like everyday humans we just are different in our genes which isn't our fault. Hatred has resided in their hearts and no matter what we do to change their minds, we fall short. I have had to live out my days doomed to be 10 years old forever, even thought i would really be a lot older than i appear. I have never known love or happiness cause i was left by my parents when i was young. That is how i came to be a vampire found on the street as a lonely snack. But the vampire didn't know that he changed me and so i suffer the same fate as him. This is our story of our suffering because of humans.