Anna: My Story

My name is Anna, well really it’s Annabelle. Call me anything else and you just might wish you could disappear. This is the first time in many years that I have spoken to any one in person, or even really seen another being. I was locked up, Hidden away in a small dark room because of what I can do.
What can I do you ask? Well its not really what I can do, but what happens when I’m around. When I’m around things happen, Objects move, things appear and disappear…sometimes it gets dangerous. And this is why I don’t trust the government, they were the ones that locked me up; I was never told that, but I know. I don’t think they know that I’m back, that I’m still alive, they left me for dead long ago.
    Did I tell you my mother wasn’t normal either? No, I don’t think I did. She had powers, too; she saw things, they liked her a lot. They could use her, she was able to be manipulated, not me. That’s why they had to lock me away, that’s why they wanted me dead. They couldn’t control me, that’s all they ever want, control. Well, that’s never going to happen, So again. I don’t like governments; if I could I’d wipe them all out, but even I don’t have that power. So I moved from the United States, now I skip around Europe, switching countries when people notice something odd. It’s really hard to get along in today’s world without any I.D. If I showed them my real I.D. they’d never believe that I was almost three hundred years old. Oh well, I have my ways…vampires aren’t exactly friendly to those outside of their race, but if you have the right connections you can wrestle their skills for new documents. I never change my given name though, only the other stuff, I am and always was Annabelle, Anna, I can’t even remember my surname anymore. I guess that’s what happens when you need a new one every couple of years.
    I don’t age normally, although I guess you probably figured that out, I can pass for twenty, maybe twenty-five. My hair is long and brown, my eyes change color, only recently though but that’s another story. I always wear dark, frosted glasses because of that. People think I’m blind, I just don’t like angry mobs chasing me out of places; there was much of that in the old days. Passing me in the street you might stop to pet my dog, a big German shepherd-Labrador mix. You wouldn’t know that though, she’s pure white with the exception of the black markings around her eyes. Her name is Iris. She isn’t really a seeing-eye dog but she plays the part pretty well. She’s not normal either, I found her when I broke out, they must have thought her a threat too. She is smart, she can do pretty much anything she’s asked to and she is one of the best friends I could ever, would ever ask for. Well, now you know who I am, I am Anna and this is my story.
    It all started when I was young, my mother was always under protection, even back then the governments used her. They didn’t know about me, at least not yet. Oh sure they new I existed, How could they not? But they didn’t know what I could do yet, Mother knew, but she hid it. I didn’t know even that it was me causing all those strange things. I first realized it when I was about fifteen, Its hard to remember, years didn’t really mean too much back then, not to me anyway; they still don’t. I had been out alone again. Mother got so mad when I used to do that, send me to bed without supper. A little girl with beautiful; golden curls and greedy little eyes stood at a stall, pointing and whining to the woman beside her. They were obviously rich, and the whining was all I could hear, “That one Momma, the red one! Its the Most expensive, I want THAT one!” The mother nodded and pulled out her purse. Oh how it made me so mad! This little girl was getting such an expensive trifle with no more that a whine when I got nothing. My mother was under government control but that did not make us rich. We survived on the cheapest of everything, from food to clothing. How could that little witch just flaunt her money when I could see starving children just mere yards away? Oh it made me so mad I…Well the little girl didn’t have those golden curls anymore, neither did she have that pretty red scarf, after the fire burned out they turned to me. I stood there, my thoughts still burning and I started to laugh. Fire seemed to leak from my mouth and the mother dropped her hands, “WITCH!” I turned and ran. I made it out unharmed, so did Mother, I didn’t see much of her after that though, she had me hidden away with some of her friends. I grew up with the servants and played with the children of the most important people of the time, I learned tolerance, patience, value and kindness. But I also learned fear, I learned to hide, and I learned to lie. I’ve lied for so long sometimes I don’t even remember the truth, did I really do that last night? Or was I just lying to stay out of trouble. You see, I can’t allow myself to be arrested, then they would know about me, I can control myself up to a point, but not always.  Sometimes I go to sleep in my bed and wake up in another country by the morning.
     Nothing really happened for many, many years. I mean, there were some angry mobs, and there were some accidents, but nothing really major.  By then I was a dashing beauty, laced up in fine silks and satin slippers, dancing in the courtrooms of Kings. No one ever knew who I was, I was just another debutante at another ball. I look back at that time and sigh, It was so easy back then, entrance a foolish, rich man into thinking that I loved him and get all the riches of the world.
    I was in France, and it was at a ball, held at one of the palaces, It may have been the Louvre, or maybe Versailles, but so many years have past I often mix times and places up. I just remember that It was grand, I was a bit tipsy on punch and whirling in the warm arms of strange young gentlemen. My image in the mirror lined walls swam in in the vibrant cloud of Green silk that was my dress.  My face was flushed and my eyes were bright, their original topaz color, the incident leading to my changing eyes would occur much later. I was in the arms of a prince, I don’t even remember which one anymore, they all looked so alike to me, all the same blood running through their veins. He was whispering sweet nothings in my ear as we spun. I had been working on him for several months, I was again broke, right then I was struggling to survive. I borrowed silks and velvets and laces from countless people, promising them much in return if I managed to put myself into a higher station. I indebted myself to so many people, and too many knew my name, but I was young and I fancied myself in love with the prince.  I was stupid. He led me out onto a balcony, laughter and music wafting out with us as the doors swung gently in the night wind. Going down on one knee, I knew the moment had come, “Will You kind Lady, Marry me?”
“Yes.”

Author's Note

This is something I am in the process of writing.
Please ignore grammatical errors, I was just wondering what people thought of it and whether I should continue.

Reviews

[Frantzuu]

WOW this is a really good story, it makes you wonder. I agree with the comment below me :D

[cheeeeese]

For some reason, I felt like this story could have a continuation, yet I feel that it is complete. I don't know :P But anyways... I really love this story. I usually read long stories like this, but I was immediately drawn in from the title and the first few sentences. Also, the character was very interesting and I wanted to know what would eventually happen to her. The ending was very unexpected for me, which made it all the more better. I haven't enjoyed a story like this in a while. Fantastic job. I loved it all.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I really like this story. It had me wanting more. I see Anna evolving into an
extremely interesting and complicated character. This character is already
taking on a life of her own. I honestly see this story turning into a series.
It's cool how we get to know her, but she still has up some intense emotional
walls. You really have a way of finishing paragraphs with cliffhangers. Your details
are great, but the way you end paragraphs motivates the reader to go on.
They just have to know whats next. I think Anna's value judging system is very
interesting. You did a fine job of creating her psyche. I wanted to know more about what makes her tick. I wonder if she has a heart of gold in there somewhere. I've become emotionally invested in her. Your writings could
keep a person up way past bedtime.

[revenant21]

It definitely has potential, very good job, my friend. I would continue to read it, if you continue to write it. Just be sure to send the requests, so I don't forget... But yes yes yes!! Very good. I love it so far. Like the cliffhanger ending too. At the beginning I thought that she was like a telekinetic, like Carrie or something haha, But it is good as a vampire story, I like it. Good work, Bravo!