The sunset with its last glow penetrating through the clouds, under the setting sun is the path that extends thousands of miles away, losing itself in the depth of the forest. I stand by the lake in the central of the forest, take a deep breath and then pick up a stone, throw it into the silent lake. Ripples expand in circles and fade away in a long while. I love this quietness, which makes me feel calm and peaceful. Lying down on the grass next to the lake, I close my eyes, have my mind immersed into this tranquility.

‘Do you think this will help you out of the whole world?’ there comes a voice, which sounds very familiar.

‘this is not called escape, you are just temporarily staying here for a while. You will be hungry, you’re gonna kill and drink blood, especially young girls’ blood.’ The voice continues but nobody shows up.

‘I know it’s you, how do you know I’m here? ’ I stand up and look around, trying to search where the voices come from.

I turn around and she is there seriously looking at me.

‘How do you feel after a “bloody supper”? I guess you must be over-excited about that. Don’t you want to thank me for granting you this feeling?’ she makes me mad by saying this in a more provocative tone.

‘What do you come for?’ I have my hand pinched on her neck and push her back to a tree in dramatic way, gazing at her with my burning eyes.

‘You have no idea how much I did for you! For old time’s sake, I, against my will, gave you eternal life. You will never see the sunset of your life. What’s more, there’s nothing could make you feel painful, physically or   emotionally. Trust me, I wakened up your soul that yearns for freedom and escape. You don’t have to suffer like a human being any longer. Do what you deserve to do, being a vampire. ’

Somehow she manages to raise me with her hand on my neck, which makes me hanging in half air. I try to resist, but all my strength seems completely gone. ‘Oh, dear . you are not as strong as me. Go get drunk to fresh yourself. Maybe you can grow strong enough to beat me.’ She throws me about 12 yards away and disappears in the darkness immediately.

‘No!!! You gave me no choice to be or not to be a vampire. You just gave me eternal hatred. And you didn’t stop my emotional pain!!!’ I shout desperately to the distance, hearing the rustling through leaves, stray birds fly away, and the frightened yelling rebounding over my ear again and again.

I have a feeling that I’m gonna lose control…

Hatred is fraught with every cell and every nerve of my body. The feeling seems like all my strength comes back within one sec and make it doubled and ready to outburst at any time.

Finally, I rush back to the place where I usually live and kill anybody I meet on the street. At first, I kill people and drain their blood in dark places. And then, I show up in front of lonely figures, seeing them run away in horror and hunt them one by one. I can’t believe I love this feeling. Blood is and will always be my favorite thing.

Hiding in the dark corner, I am sort of excited to continue the bloody behavior. But people might find the whereabouts of my crime and imprison me or even kill me. Fortunately, I haven’t been caught after killing almost 50 people. And the game is not over yet, I’m still keen on blood-drinking job in the next moment when a figure, which looks familiar, passes by under the streetlight. I follow her by instinct all the way long until nobody is around.

Gradually I am revealing my true nature as I’m approaching her back very close. I greet her by a knock on her shoulder and expect to see her fled away in horror at seeing my horrible face. At the moment she turns around, I recognize her. And she looks frightened in the first place but gets calm soon.

After an awkward staring at each other, she questions me ’what’s wrong with your eyes, and your teeth? How could you be like thi…’ she doesn’t finish the last word, but I can read the lines on her wondering face.

‘I am a vampire now, don’t ask why, please. ’ I try to regain my normal look, and have no idea what I’m gonna do to her next.

‘I don’t’ know why you are turned like this, but no matter what you are, we can still be friends. Remember, we knew each other for 10 years. All the past is past.,,’ she talks a lot, but the way she talks looks a little unnatural, acting like faking something. I don’t even remember what she says after.

She was the girl I met in junior high school, and we became classmates in senior high school. I thought she was the only one I felt familiar with at the very beginning of senior high school. So we talked a lot, and then became very close friends so that everybody knew that I had a ‘girl’ friend named Susan. I knew she was a naive girl. She had a tender humanity. A delicate figure with a little round face made her look cute. She had a sweet smile. You will know if you see it.

Whenever I felt depressed, she must be the one I wanted to talk to, she was my cure. I remembered there was one time I wanted to drop school, she gave me a copy of diary to read. I noticed she looked helpless and depressed when she gave me that diary. I was sort of touched and tears rolled down after finishing the diary. I also remembered she requested me to sing a lot of songs for her, and I’d be happy to do that every time she made a proposal.

I earned some money by working at the construction site in summer holiday. She was so happy to hear that I was planning to buy her a piece of new clothes, but she refused to take my offer when we got into Metersbonwe clothing store. I just remembered I bought her a new pair of gloves on a winter gathering day.

The funniest thing in high school was that she helped me to chase after a girl. I was very grateful for her help, although I didn’t get the girl in the end. Everybody around us, however, considered we were supposed to be the best couple, even my mom agreed with this idea. I was worked on to believe in college time, and on a summer holiday afternoon I did manage taking her hand while walking on the street with her and afterwards I asked her to be my girl in a very stupid way. I said ‘how about being my girl friend?’. She said no immediately. I was kind of totally depressed at hearing this. As days went by, I never mentioned it again. Because I took the ‘NO’ very seriously and got a little angry with that answer. She sent me messages on the cell by calling me ‘Darling’ afterwards and I could sense she had feelings for me. As for me, my firing passion for her had extinguished. Subsequently, I found a girl, but I still made a phone call to her every weekend as usual, listening to her gossip something, until she told me she found a boy, who was thought very much like me both on appearance and personality.

She bought me a black T-shirt after she finished her internship in a summer holiday and made a scarf for me in a winter on my graduation year.  Later, I read something about the scarf thing on a book, which meant a girl had feeling for the boy. It was then I suddenly understood why she said ‘NO’ to me. She just wanted to enjoy the process of being courted by her beloved boy. I regretted for my simple and stupid thinking for a long time until I felt our relationship was not that close as friends. It was a kind of  feeling no more than strangers between us.

Thinking of here, the invisible pain is almost killing me. I can’t bear no more so that I have to take a huge bite on her neck in the blink of eye before she gets her consciousness. I’m a vampire, a monster not strong enough that can not control itself in the face of the one it loves. Seeing her lying on the ground, I know I put up an end between us.

Staying down, and looking at the girl, I start to know more about something, something related to love. When we are prepared to start a relationship with someone you like, please drop your arrogance, it doesn’t mean you lose if you say it first, a humble attitude, more input and effort will be greatly appreciated by the other part. We purport to a better love, not to win.

To be continued.