The Vampire Truth or Imagination?

Death is a difficult thing to deal with (Dealing With Personal Death Experiences), especially someone I loved. The pain I suffered was terrible, It even affected my grades. I did what I could to escape, but it was hopeless. I tried to shut everything out, but to no avail.

That was four years ago. It may seem like a petty sob story, but it played a vital role in my current search for truth.

Lets move on to two years later, after I saw the death of a beloved member. It was nearing the end of 2009. That's where I kept a detail of events. it started in the morning, I woke up, unable to move, or open my eyes, most of my senses, dulled. Most, but not all, as I heard two words, that sparked a confusion in my life.

"Good morning."

For the life of day, I knew I was not dreaming. I heard it. I heard the voice with my own ears. I knew it was real. My senses eventually returned to me, and I could move, but not a whole lot. Everything was heavy. It took effort, but I got out of bed, and questioned one of my "vampire" buddies. They were hesitant in their response, but they said it was them. But something, deep in my mind, said they were lying. Of course, my mental stability was weak, so I had no other proof. I believed them for another two years. But,during those two years, I knew something was different. Several dreams I had were odd. Only a mysterious woman, in black robes, would sometimes appear in a void of darkness. She called herself, "Atoli" perhaps because the game character I knew of, was unstable in a way. She appeared to me once, and traced a cross on my left arm.

Since then, I vowed never to tell anyone. But, then, several months later, I had a violent dream. This time, I was another woman, different from Atoli, as she carried a Death Scythe, and on her left arm, was the same cross on my left arm. She stood, at the gate of my school, waiting, till I saw Atoli. The two fought, but to my dismay, Atoli lost, both the fight, and her life, but it seemed there was more. before waking up, I saw Atoli's spirit, rise up from her body. her face is what was curious. She had dark rings around her eyes, crimson lipstick, and in an old Victorian era dress. She flew towards "me", saying, "let us do this together, sister.." before waking.