The annoying thing is, I still need blood to survive. But
as it’s too difficult for me to hunt, I have to rely on Mum
and Dad to get it for me. Every few days, they travel to a
different town to get a fresh supply, because if they did
it right here in Stockfield, everyone would realize we were
vampires and put us in a zoo or something.
I hate being dependent on Mum and Dad, but I don’t feel
guilty about making them get the blood. After all, I didn’t
ask to be transformed. They got me into this mess, and
fetching my meals every day is the very least they can do.

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