Honestly, I never thought I would become a vampire.
Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.
Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and you are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire. I'm a..modern vampire. I don't sparkle, or burn, or do anything radical is the sun. Actually, it just makes me sluggish and tired.
As for 'amazing abilities', I can read other people's thoughts. It's not that hard. Actually, all I have to do is burn a hole through their head and see their brain.
Calm down, I'm joking.
I just focus on pagbaba their thoughts and voila, I am a mind-reader. The only problem is that it's incredibly tiring; I can only do it for about a minuto before I feel dizzy and tired.
As for the whole blood-drinking thing..I've never done that. I like my karneng hiniwa raw though. I suppose when I'm older, I could drink it. Possibly. Except, I'd be a 'vegan' vampire..I'd only drink blood from animals. I guess that's what my parents have been doing.
Another ability of mine is that I can run. And climb. My agility is better than any mortal's. My senses are heightened when I run, when I climb..I could kill someone if I wanted to. That is, IF I wanted to.
I guess I should describe myself.
Hi, I'm Evlynn. I'm 5'11"; I'm tall and lanky. But I'm not a stick. I'm insanely curvy. I'm thick even. But the weird thing is, I'm beautiful. Everyone thinks so. But I'm considered an outcast.
Highschool is confusing..
Back to me. My eyes are bright yellow. The have specks of green and ginto that light up in the sun and make it look like a whole field of wheat growing. I pag-ibig my eyes. My eyelashes are dark, thick and long; I pag-ibig the way they curl up. I wear no make-up. I believe I don't need to.
My hair is a blue-black shade. It flows down to my mid-back and is as straight as a toothpick. I usually leave it. My hair is layered thickly; my bangs are razored and curved to the side, covering my left eye.
Alot of people consider me scene or emo. I'm not. I wear skinny jeans and graphic tees. So? I'm not branded into one specific type of category of judging. Oh well. Welcome to Earth.
So. I suppose you'll want to hear how I became a ruthless killer..right?
Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.
Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and you are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire. I'm a..modern vampire. I don't sparkle, or burn, or do anything radical is the sun. Actually, it just makes me sluggish and tired.
As for 'amazing abilities', I can read other people's thoughts. It's not that hard. Actually, all I have to do is burn a hole through their head and see their brain.
Calm down, I'm joking.
I just focus on pagbaba their thoughts and voila, I am a mind-reader. The only problem is that it's incredibly tiring; I can only do it for about a minuto before I feel dizzy and tired.
As for the whole blood-drinking thing..I've never done that. I like my karneng hiniwa raw though. I suppose when I'm older, I could drink it. Possibly. Except, I'd be a 'vegan' vampire..I'd only drink blood from animals. I guess that's what my parents have been doing.
Another ability of mine is that I can run. And climb. My agility is better than any mortal's. My senses are heightened when I run, when I climb..I could kill someone if I wanted to. That is, IF I wanted to.
I guess I should describe myself.
Hi, I'm Evlynn. I'm 5'11"; I'm tall and lanky. But I'm not a stick. I'm insanely curvy. I'm thick even. But the weird thing is, I'm beautiful. Everyone thinks so. But I'm considered an outcast.
Highschool is confusing..
Back to me. My eyes are bright yellow. The have specks of green and ginto that light up in the sun and make it look like a whole field of wheat growing. I pag-ibig my eyes. My eyelashes are dark, thick and long; I pag-ibig the way they curl up. I wear no make-up. I believe I don't need to.
My hair is a blue-black shade. It flows down to my mid-back and is as straight as a toothpick. I usually leave it. My hair is layered thickly; my bangs are razored and curved to the side, covering my left eye.
Alot of people consider me scene or emo. I'm not. I wear skinny jeans and graphic tees. So? I'm not branded into one specific type of category of judging. Oh well. Welcome to Earth.
So. I suppose you'll want to hear how I became a ruthless killer..right?
I chanced a glance at you
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
you were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with you walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my puso asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the pag-ibig that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of pag-ibig is rare
from across the crowded room
and that was when I noticed
you were looking at me too
we both know this shouldn't happen
its a road we've been down before
and the only way it ever ends
is with you walking out the door
so I wish someone would explain to me
why I'm still rooted in place
staring in the direction
of just another lonely face
my mind is screaming at me to run
while my puso asks me to stay
for a moment I dont know what to do
and if its a price I'm willing to pay
we both know this is wrong
the pag-ibig that we share
but we also know that wont stop us
because to find this kind of pag-ibig is rare
uy guys I'm new here and I just want to tell u guys how to become a mermaid for those mga sirena lovers
I only know 1 spells and I hope it works for u guys
SPELL1#
these 're the following items needed
cup of water with salt mixed in it
voice
steps to take
put ur hand in the salty water or fresh water if u want
say the spell 3 times
mga sirena in the sea oh so fast and free
I wish to be one of u, I will have a tail colour of ()
and the power to () water
I will get my tail and power in ten minutos but no later
mermaid when wet, human when dry
10 segundos is all it takesto transform
so mote it be×2
U might get ur tail after 10 minutos but it might work for some people
BEWARE:U CHANGE AFTER ONE DROP OF WATER
Good luck
I only know 1 spells and I hope it works for u guys
SPELL1#
these 're the following items needed
cup of water with salt mixed in it
voice
steps to take
put ur hand in the salty water or fresh water if u want
say the spell 3 times
mga sirena in the sea oh so fast and free
I wish to be one of u, I will have a tail colour of ()
and the power to () water
I will get my tail and power in ten minutos but no later
mermaid when wet, human when dry
10 segundos is all it takesto transform
so mote it be×2
U might get ur tail after 10 minutos but it might work for some people
BEWARE:U CHANGE AFTER ONE DROP OF WATER
Good luck
Lonely Girl
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her puso is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once madami
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her puso is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once madami
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do