Lisa Fairbairn

[Lisa Fairbairn]

To read a vampire's journal, is to do so of great risk.

  

[Lisa Fairbairn]

January 21st, 1887

The holidays were quiet, too quiet for it to be calm. I know that my children are still mad, and I don't blame them. I think even Martin hates me. It hurts to think that he would hate me.
I'm starting to give up on finding a job. Who would hire a vampire?
Martin has even said that I should be with the other vampires. But how can I? I get along less with them then I do with even humans! They frustrate me, probably because we are all immortal. We would all remember each other years later. It doesn't feel right. I feel better being around humans. Maybe that's also because I had gotten used to being around them.