I was born in 1703, in Southhamption, England. My father abused me and he killed my mother, so I don't understand love that well...
I ran away to avoid my father... I was never happy with home, but it was better than being a vampire.
Later, when I was about 15 and after i had run away, I was captured and taken to Austraila to be a vampire's snack... I think.
As the queen vampire put her red, cold, hard lips to my neck she muttered, under her breath, so only I could hear "You're lucky, William, I'm sparing you," then she bit down,..... and it was all over.