Enola's Point of View:

I do hope no one takes what I think about things seriously and gets offended. I mean who am I, I'm no one, we all have our own beliefs, right?

Everyone expects humans to choose vampires for eternal life and beauty. No one would suspect anything different. It seemed like all the writers had it in their minds, what the choices were, and how it all was going to turn out. They were all predictable. Why would someone want to choose another mythical creature?

I've done my research, at least all I could think of, and even watched all the movies. In each and everyone, they have put the actress falling in love with a really handsome Vampire. Well, if a man like that exists in reality or off-screen, I may have as well. That doesn't mean the handsome guy would feel the same though. Trust me on that one. Show me a tall handsome man that would be pleased to have a woman of my stocky stature next to them in public?

Twilight Saga was one of them. After I saw this movie, I questioned if the writer was on something. I mean, vampires sparkle in the sunlight? How crazy can human beings be if they believe in this imagination fantasy? In everything I learned, I questioned why someone wants to drink blood and live for centuries in the shadows? If people want to think Vampires exist and sparkle, why should I protest and say that is impossible? Maybe this is why people think Vampires don't exist, right? They don't come out when it's sunny because then they are exposed by the site of sparkles.

In everything I have seen, beauty was the point. I mean who wants to look at a normal person with today's everyday looks. Back in the day, there were the same views on the way a person must look until time went on and then they changed the rules about the model requirements. It didn't matter what a person looked like. Now, it seems like everyone needs to be a certain size and height. It is funny how history can repeat itself, right?

For the actress, they have put as Bella choosing Edward the Vampire over the Werewolf. I guess most would argue with the heart situation and said they were in love. Blah, blah after all that mushy stuff. The point is in every movie they always would choose a vampire. Werewolves are actually pretty cool. The human transforms into a Werewolf. The mythical creature in a movie was supposed to be the protector. They were also was used by the vampires and then became enemies. In some stories, you all enjoy how they find mates. It is good entertainment and a good read as well. I am not into it though.

The problem I tend to have is asking too many questions. I don't mean to, don't get me wrong; however, I feel if I don't ask questions I will not become aware of things around me. My parents seemed unimpressed with everything I wanted to know. Each story they have told me, I wanted to know more of. If they were real or not. Yes, they have told me each story was based on fairy tales that people have come up with. Some that my father told me, I question them a lot more because they did not come out from books. I always said he could be a fairy tale writer.

One thing I knew, if Vampires are real and cross my path; I will turn them into dust. All it takes is a wooden stake. I have seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer series. Off-topic for a second here, I must say the guy who played Angel was fine as heck. I mean who doesn't like that actor? Okay, so anyway, like I was saying, in a lot of these shows and movies, that seemed the way to kill them. The first reason to turn them into dust is I have no desire to live this life past my end date. The second reason is, if I live past this century, I know that I could not survive because of how technology is important to people today. I guess I am kind of a person who rather wants to stay in human society. This is of course like said if they exist. I don't want to ever meet one. I keep on reminding myself of what my mother told me. Everything that is seen and able to touch is real. What you cannot see or touch it is not real. With this, I know there are things that cannot be seen are real; but, I think she was speaking of mythical creatures, monsters, and just things that bump in the night. It brought somewhat peace to my mind; however, that feeling in my gut says something different. I keep on reminding myself to not ask questions about what I hear and read.

My father told me not to stop asking questions. No matter what, I should keep my curiosity intact. My mother disagreed and I find them arguing about it. She said one day that curiosity killed the cat. My father responded with; "But satisfaction brought it back". To her, I was a little kitten because of my habit of asking questions. One day, I took my mother up on stop asking so many questions. The day I found my parents were dead in our family home when I was 20 years old. I did not really understand what happened; but, the realization of it hit me like a ton of bricks crashing down on me. This is what she meant by curiosity killed the cat.

At this time it's difficult as it is, and it will become more complicated as time passes. The world today is for technology and what a person can come up with then put it in existence. Money is the biggest thing these days. People are greedy and they come up with ideas on how to earn more cash. It is sad the way these business CEO's are. They did not really care about the people and what would make their life better. In the past, yes they thought about how to make life better. Now, it seems a lot of their inventions and ideas are worthless; but, people still buy their products.

Call me old fashioned because I liked how things were years ago before all the changes. People are venturing more into the fantasy world than staying in reality. People and their technology today! This is why I went out to search for a group that is against technology. Among the groups I've found is one that shows promise to me. They have gone to several companies and wiped out their CPUs. They wiped out all their information and found all the businesses and buildings to be sure they were wiped as well. Huge technology companies have been destroyed. The group was called Ground Zeroed. Yes, it is a name that we all know and understood very well what it stands for. I guess this is why they have called themselves this. They have made their name well known by writing messages and speaking to those who would listen.

Ground Zeroed made it clear and also was recruiting members with the same belief. I have finally found out where they were going to be. They were meeting in an old church and that is where I'm going to be tonight. I don't believe in "god" and not sure what they will do if a non-believer would come through the doors. I do hope they mean believers as in the technology companies have to be shut down. Once I have found the old church and entered to sit in the back row away from others. I looked up and saw a tall man standing at the podium. I bit my bottom lip and really hoped that no one would notice me. I slouch down on the bench and kept my eyes on the gentleman. He had blondish hair cut short, fair skin, a strong jawline, and was wearing a suit. The suit was tailored and people could see that he was well fit. He had a nice smile and when our eyes met my heart skipped a beat. I could not look away for some reason. From where I was sitting, I could not tell what his eyes color was.

"Hello my friends," He started to speak and his eyes never left mine. His voice was euphonious. He continued on, "If you do not know me, my name is David Bercrazer. My group has been getting rid of all companies that are building robotics and or dealing with technology. I know a lot believe that technology has been helping us; however, it has destroyed a lot of lives. If we allow these companies to continue on exceeding with technology, we will regret it."

Throughout the whole speech, I have been nodding my head and was sitting up tall on the edge of the bench. I totally am with him and wanted to know what I had to do to join his group. I continued to look into his eyes and him, mine as well. He nodded at me as well and was strange with all my thoughts, could he read my mind? I mean he smiled a few times and nodded with my thoughts as I have listened to him. It's like he is reading me. How is this possible?

Okay, here is my curiosity now kicking in. My questions, I am going to get into trouble. I finally looked around me and saw others agreeing with him. On the side next to the walls, I noticed there were few big guys standing there looking at me. I am not sure if I am being paranoid or if it is actually happening. I sat back and slouched on the bench while I looked back up at David. He was not looking at me now and I let a large pent-up breath from my lips that I did not even know I had. Maybe I was just being paranoid, I mean, I am not the only new person here.

David continued, "Okay, so like I said, we have taken down 10 Tech Buildings in two weeks." He paused and then I caught him looking back into my eyes, "We need you to join us if we can continue this good work," David holds up a piece of paper while he continued, "Fill out this form and answer honestly. If you are what we seek, we will get in touch with you."

If I decide to walk up there and fill out that form, my life will change from being simple and predictable. My simple days, I worked and went home every day that was my life in a nutshell. I watched as people walked up to the stage to grab a form and I sighed. I almost went up there; but, instead, I started to go to the door. Before I could put my hand on the handle I felt a warm big hand on my arm.

"Ma'am, are you sure you don't want to fill out the form?" A man with a husky harsh voice stated to me.

I looked up at him and realized he was one of the men who were starring at me. I tried to smile at him; but, my body failed me by trembling a little. I knew if I showed fear or nervousness, people would not take me seriously or feel that I was inferior to them. Man, why did I have to come here? Why am I against technology? Oh right, it destroyed my life. All of a sudden I felt people staring at me again. My hair started to stand up on the back of my neck. Why me?