Everything started - or should I say everything ended when I died. 15th July 2009. Sun rises in the sky, pink blossoms everywhere. And then, my life turned into nightmares. I can not face the sun anymore. I can not feel the wind stokes my cheeks. I just can't. I thought at first I loved that : I was the most powerful creature who has ever existed. But now, do I like It ? Do I like myself. I may not. I can't again. And never again. I'm a monster.
My brother does not seem to be realizing that I died, 4 years ago. Always by my side. I can rely on him.
But her... She's the only one who makes me alive again. I can feel the wind with her, I can shiver, I can stand up. I can be me. She makes me crazy, she makes me aware.
However, a whole world in standing between us. She's so tempting. A sin. I may not be strong enough. I may not resist anymore. She's kissing me. Her blood. Her blood's whispering my name. Her neck is delicious, her skin is sotf an tan. Everything is so tempting...