Much of my guidance originates at the beginning of my life, the most nascent finds my mother. But I care about my family about, much too much to articulate my grievances. I take my brother’s watchful eyes as a sign of curiosity and plea for guidance. My sister’s short manner could be poor social influence, or lack of familial significance. After all, I know what it was like to feel shy, and uncomfortable to be the first to approach. Family is important to me, but I must keep my mission and principles at my center, to feel the effect from my change. Temptation, a vampire awaits invitation. My father’s reserved is not quiet, but stoic, an eye on danger from a safe distance. Let my family teach me what I lack.