Shizunei,Sakura here. I'm 16yrs. old and I'm a vampire. Just an Ordinary Vampire though. My grandfather Shizunei,Shirei,the curator at the Louvre Museum in Paris,France, has raised me since my parents: Shizunei,Salem and Shizunei,Aria were killed by vampire hunters when I was three.
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In the beginning I didn't understand why my parents had been killed. They had been good people,from what I can remember, it didn't make any sense at all. I hardly remember anything shortly after the death of my parents. There is one memory that will,for all eternity, stand out in perfect clarity. The aftermath shortly after I had unexpectedly shown up at the Kuran's house to find my grandfather.
**Flashback**
I remember seeing my grandfather's shocked expression when he had seen me pecking on the window. I remember that I had been covered from head to toe in my mother's blood. I saw him run towards the window to get me out of the cold air. Then it was nothing but a blur of confusion;people screaming and running about. I remember my grandfather wrapping me in his jacket. It had smelled like peppermint and pipe tobbacco. I remember being my grandfather sitting me on a sofa and being told to stay put. After that I was pretty much forgotten. That's when I saw them. The Kurans. It was the first time I had ever seen them. They were extremely beautiful,especially the boy. I didn't know his name at the time. I guess,looking back on it now, it was normal for them to overlook me,at first. I don't know what happened after that. I guess I went into shock or something. The next thing I can clearly remember. I was walking along the highway and it was raining.
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