The Dance of Life
SIN
I have done you wrong. The first night of our meeting, all I wished was understanding, a drink of reality, and contact with a human being.. I wanted, just to hear laughter, and smell cigaret smoke and listen to the normal problems of everyday life from someone who doesn't where a pair of fangs I shouldn't have been at the bar that night, I shouldn't have been hungry, I should have drank my fill, should have said no to the ride. .But I didn't, I took the ride, I wanted the company, needed to ease my loneliness and sorrow a moment. I should have known that I couldn't control the beast within, should have known that it would have crawled out as soon as it had the chance. I should have stoped went I heard it call me> Instead I drank in your life, and almost robbed you of it. I took  that which is not my right to take, and I almost ended your life.... What happened,  all of it was my fault, you are right... I am a leech, a parisite, and I sought to forget it for a time, and found myself only reinforcing that fact more securly. Forgive me, and I hope, that maybe in the nights to come, I can earn your forgivness...
Amanda Sabine Debrito.
My big sister, my confidaunt. You are the only one in the first few moments of my embrace that decided that I needed the unsugar coated truth of who, and what I am. We have come a long way from the time we had first met out side of Dark culture Coffee shope all that long time ago. I still remember those pretty black pumps that I ruined when I got ill on them  I am still sorry about that by the way.... You have been there to wipe away the tears that stain my cheeks, and listen to me as I unburdern my soul You are so far way now, and it has been ages sence we had our "Girl talks" but, I know that you are safe, possessing a strength of will I only can dream of. I only wish I possesed your strength of will, and curage. Maybe in the years ahead I might, and finally beable to come to understand  my exsistance...
Nelly Duffy
I don't know what pain that drives you my friend, or why you must search us out. I wish that you had never been touched and soiled by our ways, that your innocents taken and crushed. I wish that I could pluck outh the pain, erase you mind and heart of out taint, but you will always bear the scars. I am sorry Nelly, sorry that you have found us, and sorry I never did  enough to stear you away from us. You are always there for me, burrying your own pain in buising your self with other peoples. I am sorry for not protecting you, for not carring for you
Please, forgive me, for I will never forgive myself for failing you.
Issac Fox
The brother I never had, and the first crush that I have to admit that I harbored the first nights of my new life amoung the damned. Smart, charming witty, and as cold as ice. You are the quenticential gentalmen, buisnessmen, and financail wisard that your clan is known to be. You also have lost a bit of the spark that lights the soul. I know that it's still there with in you, I just think that you hide it, to protect it from the cruelties of exsistance. I just hope one day that we can agree on something. I will always treasure our talks in the out door cafe's, under a moonlit sky full of stars, debating  the morality of our exsistance. Those talks have taught me alot, and have helped me understand our kind more keenly then you could imagin. Thank you my brother, for your wisdom and insight.
Latisha Mathews
You know what we are. You know what we are capible of, yet you still play with fire. Your hatrid will consume you, and your hate will only make you as much a monster as we are. Get away, stay away, and live, be happy, and create music. Give to the world, because too many take. I beleive in the strength of your resolve but the price you will pay is too high. You dine with the monsters long enough, you'll be soon be eating as one of them. If you seek your revenge any longer, the darkness will only consume you too...
Edward Switz
The first night I came to be as I am now we shared a sandy dune on a quiet beach I had stumbled there and I sat curled in on my self,fading in and out of reality, my emotions and scences over whelmed. There I met the one who became the central figure in my unlife. He was tall, quiet at first, sat next to me and smiled, and with that, my heart was stolen. Edward Switz, a child of Malkav, the passion of my existance. .My love, my life, my passion.This one above all others has a hold of my heart so completely, it some times it frightens me. I see his face in my dreams, see his face when I close my eyes. He is the first part of my greatest joy. I met him by chance really. On a whim he looked my direction, and then sat next to a strange girl on the beach with out a past. From that first meeting, I have tried everything to be close to him. T feel the most alive when he is near, I feel like I can do anything, and be myself while doing it. Though sometimes I am overwhelmed by the obsticals that lay before us, "Forever" just doesn't seem long enough. One day, that might all change, he may finaly see me for all of my stupid flaws and leave me for good. Untill that day, I will be content to have him for as long as I can.
Those in my life that I owe much too. Thank you for your insight, your friendship and our shared paths that we have traveled.
Judith De Argent (Mother)
"An eternity of nighs shall be yours to behold my darling child, my Isha, my innocent one" The last thing I heard before I awoke to this life, was that phrase, from the lips of my beloved mother, as I lay dieing in her arms, my fathers ashes scattered around us. My mother had commited the greatest sin our kind can comit on another , and I was helpless against her strength. It was my fault in the first place, my foolishness, my longing .We had once been a happy, if odd family, the three of us together .As a child I was tucked into bed with my father whispering "Sleep with angels, beloved, and awake with Demons"These strange words, spoken from the lips of those that I loved with out question, those I knew could not be mortal.My real mother gave me up , sold me to my parents when I was 5 years old. I wanted it fixed, I wanted to have my family whole again, so I let mother into the house, and my old life ended in tears rage and death.I think I hated her when I woke up, I think I tried to distroy her, foolish to have tried. She took my memory then wiped clean my mind in hopes to mold me, keep me docile, and so I would forever be her "Isha".Well things didn't go as planned, one of fathers friends came by, too late to stop the Diablerie, but just in time to catch her .I was forgotten in the struggle, and I went out into the night, to find my own way in the world. 
Why is it, that those whom you love the most, sometimes turn out to be the ones whom you hurt the worst? How can one take for granted all those people whom, have lived, and dies in the time that it takes to  blink an eye. I have lost many people dear to my heart, some where mortal, like my dear beautiful Alissa, whom onlty crime, wa that she had no will of her own. Or my  father, whom taught me how to see the world, study the past, and live for the present. there are too many names to name, people whom have been my freinds, who never knew what i was, to those whom knew and still accepted me dispite my differences... I have loved them all, and will continue to honor them in my heart and memory, even iuf I wonder, somewhere, if it is my destiny, to ultimately fail those that I love, or is it my curse.