by Ágnes Farkas

'I'm sitting on the rooftop of the church next to my house. It's past six. The people are flowing into the House of God under me. They're going to  the evening ceremony. Tomorrow is All Saints day, they pray for their dead.

I'm not going to hurt them. Well, I never hurt nice and old people. When I'm hungry, I go to the forest or to that places where I can find some bums. But they are so smelly , I can't stand them. But human blood is human blood.

Today is Halloween. But unfortunately not here. For some reasons, we don't have this holiday. I think Hungary is not gonna take it. It is too American for the people. On All Saints day, they go to the cemetery and light candles on the graves. I've never liked this. When I was young, I didn't understand it but I enjoyed that I could play with the candles. I used to make balls from the hot wax. I always burnt my fingers but it didn't matter. When I got older, I started to get frustrated about going to the cemetery and light candles. I felt horrible there. I think that's not the way to remember our loved ones. I lighted a candle at home and say my own pray for them. I'm not religious but I loved that pray. It was so simple and innocent. It was an evening pray,it should be told when children go to bed, but I told it whenever I felt sad or something went wrong. Although my family accepted this after a while, I was the odd one out. So I hadn't been to a cemetery for 8 years, until two years ago. On my second birthday. I was watching the whole ceremony, my family,my friends everybody was crying. Except me. Tomorrow they're going to light a candle for me. I wish they would know I'm not dead. But I cannot tell them. They wouldn't bear what I have become.

In fact I love being a vampire, I appreciate the advantages. I'm fast, strong, powerful, energetic although I look like a 20 years old girl. I'm sorry that I cannot walk in sunshine. Sometimes I feel sad about it but well I have friends here too. Don't think that vampires are lonely or alone. They hunt on their own, but they love being in company.

I write these things down because I want to remember each day of my new life. And who knows, it might be good for someone in some years. Or someday I could contact my family again.

So today is my birthday, I'm two years old. Or 22, which one you prefer best. My new friends said they would make such a party it would blow my mind. But I don't feel like partying. Not today. Or not with them. I would spend it with my family, my old friends, but it's impossible. It's not that I don't love my new 'family' but  a sort of part of me is missing.

I can feel them coming. Happy Halloween.