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I decided to tell you a few things about the vampire who turned me one dark, stormy night. The vampire had been watching me for some time, even though I was not aware of it at first. I was too busy running a large home to know I was being stalked. My daughter, Sally, had spent most of the year sick. so I was busy tending to her. Malcolm was a handful as always. He kept throwing rocks or anything else he could find at the British troops. Do not think that the rock throwing in the Middle East is a new thing.



My sire's name was Joshua Newell. He had been in life the son of an Englishmen of great wealth. He was the only son who inheirted all of his father's estate at the age of 16. His father had dropped dead in his study and from what Joshua(Josh) later told me, it sounded like a heart attack. His mother had died giving birth to him. He had a cousin named David who was also a vampire. David had been the first person that Josh made a vamp.



I quess Josh did not like the way my husband treated me. He was not in love with me, which I was glad about. He was only nineteen when his sire got him and I was 35. I knew the moment I first laid eyes on him that something was different about him. Later, he told me that my husband was as overbearing as his own father and that he was glad his mother did not live to be mistreated in the same way I was.



Josh seemed fond of Malcolm to a point and I quess that is why he honored my son's request to be turned. My sire did not go about turning many people. He usually avoided most and only noticed those who grabbed his interest automatically. Anyone else he did not care about.



The night I was turned my husband was entertaining some of his more boorish friends and their even more boorish wives. I was not amused and had stepped out on a terrace to get some air. I was also wanting to get away from everyone. I thought both of my children were asleep. Sally being the angel that she was and would remain until her dying day was. Malcolm was hiding and watched the whole thing.



Josh was on the terrace and turned to me as soon as I got comfortable. I was sitting on a bench that had been placed there by the previous owner of the house.



"So, you are not entertained by tonight's guests. I would not blame you if you ran away." he said.



" I would like to ask you how you seem to think you know me? " I questioned him. He just smiled.



" I have been watching you for the better part of a year. Would you like to know my secert?" he asked me.



"What kind of secert would a mere slip of a boy have? I asked.



Again, Josh just smiled. The next thing I know he was biting me on the neck. I was not in pain. I felt a rush as the blood left my body.



"Ok. you have a choice. Either die or drink of my blood and live forever. It is up to you." Josh said, wiping his mouth of my blood.



I felt weak and could see my life slipping away. I thought of my children and my choice was made.



"Where do I bite you?" I asked.



" You don't. You are going to drink the blood from my wrists." Josh replied.



Josh slit both of his wrists and I drank until he made me stop on his left wrist. Then, he made me drink from the right one. I noticed that as soon as I was done that his wounds immediately healed.



"Now, there will be much to tell you. You cannot stay here. You must come with me. My house is not far. Your children will be safe." he said.



The next thing I knew he and I were flying to his house which was fifty miles away.