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The problem is that my family is your equivalent of the Mafia. You don't leave them, you don't escape them. I've always been my father's favourite but his sense of honour is stronger than his love. He can't accept his daughter isn't a happy go lucky blood sucker. He's saying I need a mate to forget my rebel ways. Yuck!
Before it's too late, I run to Kathy's house, my human friend. She said she has a plan. I hope so because in the distance, I can hear my father's horn rallying the clan.
The hunt for me is on.

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