Six months ago I was human. Three months ago I died. Today, I can live forever.
My human life. Gone. Yet unlike other people, the humans, I have the luxury of keeping my body and its youthful ambitions. My soul now resides inside the belly of a beast, belonging to the monster. A beast in which is only familiar in storybooks, folklore, and movies. A beast that has no need to count days, no need to worry about being prey because it is the ultimate predator, nor the need to count the hands on a watch. They do exist. They are real, rather, we are real.
I am not someone you would call a witness. I wouldn't even consider myself a victim nor do I regret what I have become. Least to say, it wasn't accidental. It was predestined. My destiny in which I am eternally grateful. I no longer question who I am..or what I am for that matter. I am no longer afraid of what my future holds. I no longer look for answers or clues to what makes me me. I am Evan Mercil; not human, but the "late-blooming vampire."
My human life in Utica, NY lasted a happy seventeen years. My mother, Sarah Marsh, had been the only family I had known. I had no recollection of a father or a dominant male figure at an early age, but Sarah was able to provide me with the proper necessities in which life was fair. I am completely satisfied with the life, human life, that she had been able to give me. But I can remember three months ago, my life drastically changed and those questions were answered.
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Jugendliteratur"Three months ago, I was human. One month ago, I died. Today, I can live forever." Evan Mercil is an adolescent who always asked the question, "who am I?" He becomes afraid and spellbound when he finds that his heart stops beating, his skin is becom...
