At Lanchesters Academy, I find myself alone. Even after the four years of schooling here, I am alone. It has been very hard. I had friends at the beginning of this, but they have all left me long ago. I am not so sure this test should have even been done.
I have been subject to much ridicule from both peers and adults alike. I never thought being different would be his difficult. I, also, never thought that being the first to test out my father’s idea would turn out so wrong.
My father, ah, what a father he was to me. At first I had my own reasons for the hate that I harbored in my heart. But as I look back now, my hate only stemmed from my own fear. He was not sacrificing me; he was sacrificing his own life. My father is not among the living. He never was, but now, he is not among the undead, and he is among those gone forever. His soul will one day return, but not his memory or body. But this is the future, long away from what if important now.
Now, what’s happening now? I am in the attic on the Academy. I hope daylight will leave quickly and my bothers will be here soon. I must leave this place at once. The plan cannot work without the night. I may survive in the daylight, but my brothers cannot. I must say I pity myself more than they. For they do not have to be with the wicked or fearful of what my peers will do. They are safe from all of this. They are safe, a word I have not spoken in many years.
Oh this test of his seemed to be a success. I was getting along with the students and they with me. No one was afraid or angry. They seemed very happy to know about us. It was like a fairy tale to them. A long ago question was finally answered. But now this fairy tale has become a nightmare for both sides.
I see the sun setting slowly outside the small crack which they call a window. The plan is very close. I can feel the energy rise in the air. My brothers are starting their restless waking. The vibrations in the air have alerted more than just me. Although normal humans cannot sense this, all animals have; big and small. I hear the mice in the walls freeze the scatter into safe nooks. I hear the whiney of the many horses down at the fields. But the people are unaware.
I was angry that I had t leave my brothers and friends for these people. They are nothing like us. They knew nothing about me. I knew plenty about them, but it did not soften the pain of abandoning my family. I was with only my father for four years. I should have been more grateful to have some family with me. I regret my actions towards my father. It is only one and the many things I regret.
The happiness at the beginning only lasted a few weeks. Soon it turned to ridicule and fear. I could smell it on them anytime they were near me. It came so soon, I never had a chance to make friends. Only my father, who I loathed at the time. But now I am leaving this place and all will be forgotten with time.
This test, this experiment of my fathers was not a total failure, we have learned but one thing. I realize this now as I hear my brothers coming for me. Humans cannot get along with anything; not even each other.