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Halfway through kindergarten I tried to become a vampire. Trevor Mitchell, a perfectly combed blond with weak blue eyes, was my nemesis from the moment I stared him down when he tried to cut in front of me on the slide.
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He hated me because I was the only kid who wasn't afraid of him. The kids and teachers kissed up to him because his father owned most of the land their houses sat on. Trevor was in a biting phase, not because he wanted to be a vampire like me, but just because he was mean. He had taken pieces of flesh out of everyone but me. And I was starting to get ticked off!
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We were on the playground, standing by the basketball hoop, when I pinched the skin of his puny little arm so hard I thought blood would squirt out. His face turned beet red. I stood motionless and waited.
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Trevor's body trembled with anger, and his eyes swelled with vengeance as I mischievously smiled back.
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Then he left his dental impressions in my expectant hand.
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Mrs. Peevish was forced to sit him against the school wall, and I happily danced around the playground, waiting to transform into a vampire bat.
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"That Raven is an odd one," I overheard Mrs. Peevish saying to another teacher as I skipped past the crying Trevor, who was now throwing a fit against the hard blacktop.
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I blew him a grateful kiss with my bitten hand.
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I wore my wound proudly as I got on the school swing. I could fly now, right? But I'd need something to take me into warp speed.
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The seat went as high as the top of the fence, but I was aiming for the puffy clouds. The rusty swing started to buckle when I jumped off.
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I planned to fly across the playground--all the way to a startled Trevor. Instead I plummeted to the muddy earth, doing further damage to my tooth-marked hand. I cried more from the fact that I didn't possess supernatural powers like my heroes on TV than because of my throbbing flesh.
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With my bite trapped under ice, Mrs. Peevish sat me against the wall to rest while the spoiled snot-nosed Trevor was now free to play.
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He blew me a teasing kiss and said, "Thank you."
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I stuck out my tongue and called him a name I had heard a mobster say in The Godfather.
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Mrs. Peevish immediately sent me inside.
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I was sent inside a lot during my childhood recesses...
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I was destined to take a recess from recess.
Stay tuned for Chapter 2 ;)