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This is the story of how I became a vampire. My name is Blake Belladonna. I’m 37, but my appearances haven’t changed since I was 19. I have to kill innocent humans to survive. I can’t kill myself, and I can’t turn back into a normal human. I can starve but I can’t die. If I step into the sunlight, all I feel is burning on my skin. The pain hurts but it doesn’t show on the outside. Once a vampire, always a vampire. I always wanted to get a job, meet a nice guy and get married and grow old together. I wanted to do all those adult things like bills and work. But I can’t. I’m forced to live in the shadows of alleys and lure stoned men and drunken women to live in peace. I never wanted this life, but it’s his entire fault. He was the one who lured me into the shadows and turned me. But it’s my fault for following him. If I had known, then I would have run back in the bar and hidden. I wished my brain worked faster than my mouth when we turned into that alley.