How strange it was just to wake up in the morning. There was something creeping beneath the layer of my skin, in my pulse, racing through my body. I felt so much stronger, and that scared me.
As I sat watching the dust motes dancing their way through the cracks of the window, the sound of light footsteps approached the door.
"Good morning, sunshine," my mom said pleasantly as she entered the room. A huge smile stitched across my face, but then there was something I seemed to come to.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asked, reading my face.
"Well, it's just that, 'sunshine' sounds too ironic for a vampire," I told her with a weak shrug.
"Oh, Vivienne," Mom breathed.
"No, that's okay, mom..." I tried to restore the situation. "That's okay."
"Viv, you're still human," she insisted.
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