Vianka Van Bokkem es una autora especializada en fantasía paranormal, y mitológica, ficción histórica y ciencia ficción.
Nos dimos a la tarea de escuchar y leer varias versiones sobre la misma historia; la cual nos pareció fenomenal debido al gran mensaje que tiene.
Después decidimos crear una versión del cuento ilustrada y narrada donde el resultado es una muy bella historia la cual los niños adoran además de aprender una muy importante lección lo cuál nos recuerda que todos fuimos niños una vez.
Si aún tienes dudas revisa los comentarios y no dejes pasar la oportunidad de compartir esta historia con alguna niño al cual le puede ayudar a entender que aceptarse a uno mismo es algo natural.
I watched him through his bedroom window, sitting at his desk looking at a magazine, the homework all but forgotten. I wanted to watch him before I decided to show myself. All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my neck.
I immediately fainted. I don’t know how long I was unconscious. When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange dark cave.
When I was about to get up, I heard an unfamiliar voice.
“Who are you? Your blood tasted different than a human’s, and it’s making me dizzy.”
The stranger was an attractive vampire named 'Kendrick' who thought I was a human girl.
The mixing of our blood created a new race of Angel Vampires!
His daughter was now used to being a vampire and she really wanted to have a baby. She had a boyfriend but, vampires couldn't have babies.
After a century of trying my grandfather was able to create the serum that could help her get pregnant and I was born.
When I was two months old the three of us went to the Colorado Mountains for a nice vacation. My grandfather and my mother were killed there by renegade vampires.
After the killers left me to be eaten by wild animals a werewolf couple found me and raised me like a daughter the werewolf way.
After meeting a charming vampire named Emilian; deception, death, power, revenge, and love will challenge me.
Each triangle had an angel holding a cross. The weirdest thing of all was the fact that the red drawing smelled like fresh blood.
I didn't think twice and I erased it with a broom until it was nothing left to see.
Little did I know that a vampire named Nathan Jones was trapped underneath the drawing and thanks to me he was free to kill again!
According to our legend a young female vampire ancestor of mine named Nola; was hunting humans one rainy night when she spotted a beautiful gray stone fountain.
The fountain was sitting on the grass and it was surrounded by arched stone columns that formed a circle. Nola walked inside; her curiosity was stronger than her hunger and she decided to take a closer look. A red liquid that smelled like blood was inside the fountain.
She picked up the silver pitcher that was resting on the grass, and used it to retrieve some of it. After having the first sip she confirmed it was fresh blood.
She drank as much as she could and the fountains level of blood never changed. Nobody knows who created it, but it was clear that it was magical.
A few months later I was hunting lynx, mountain lions, moose, and polar bears. One night I felt like going to my favorite spot by the river; I snuck out of the cabin while my parents were sleeping.
I turned into a wolf and started running in the direction of the river.
The fresh snow made me enjoy myself very much. Half an hour later I arrived at my destination; one of my favorite trees had a hole on the bottom, and I kept winter clothes there.
When I was done dressing, I climbed up and sat on one of the branches. Snow was falling from the trees around me; the river was frozen, but I still liked it. A pair of rabbits were digging holes close by.
I was a little bit of a loner, and my behavior was probably perceived as strange to others, but not to me.
All of a sudden I heard loud voices and laughter. I spotted a brunette girl running away from a group of boys. She was extremely fast; seconds later her werewolf scent gave her away.