So much bitterness...and anger in those words. All of it resulting from merely being questioned about the veracity of your claims? Hmmm, anger is always the initial mask for guilt in these cases.

I see that someone trying to pick a fight and disrupt has again brought discord, please don't let that happen....it's depressing....
Back to topic, methinks...
My first time was extremely young, say four years old, (not counting the numerous times I was fed blood by my sicko father from various unfortunate animals) I had a friend, now lost, that decided to share with me.  We were playing Blood Kin, kinda like blood brithers, but for girls too. We cut our arms and held them together. He (Joseph Bond) was bleeding profusely, probably cut too deep. I therefore had a lot of his blood running down my arm. I, being the unabashed child, cleaned my arm with my tongue, then he asked me to clean his. In a way, he was my first donor. I had a rather unwelcome taste for blood as it was, but human blood felt wonderful, even a bit tingly on my arm. Later on, I was living in Utah at 10 years old, with all of my friends sharing blood with me, they enjoyed doing so. that came to an unfortunate end when Kenton Bailey cut his arm with a soda can and I got too hungry at the taste and bit, he promptly screamed and fainted. I was afraid to drink of another after that until I was 15, and my misuderstanding mother and stepfather beat me up for sneaking out to meet my male donor, Jay Fowles and threw me unconscious onto my bed, handcuffing me to it. My hunger would peak from time to time, and I would become ill and weak. They could not beat the hunger out of me. I went without for years because of the extreme stigma attached to what I was. For five years now, I have accepted and embraced my identity, finding support from others like minded. I now even have started an online coven, only four members so far. I urge the angry to embrace what they are, because it is inescapable. I commend the accepting, because true vampire are empathic, feeling the pain of others, therefore they accept. I guess I have said my piece now, on with whatever arguing that may arise.

Nina. *Bows*

(Heh, Seems i have nothing else to say. doh*)

Hahahahahahahahaha Nina i like you lol

oh and first time lol hmmmm oh yeah lol my girlfriend at the time was playing with a knife and eating off it and cut her tounge lol that was funny ... im just gunna stop there

well my first time tasting blood  was when my little sister was trying to fix the gate she was only about five years old then back when i didnt wish she was gone she cut her self on the fence  she started to cry and said kiss it better so i ended  up drinking her blood  oh i was eight

wow umm wrong time i guess.  i'm sortof new here. But i understand what u were saying about a vampire rule book. Its sort of like a set of rules that magickal creatures have. Its not a book but rules.