Oh the thrill of being a vampire…

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In the spirit of Halloween, here’s the beginning of a short story, that I wrote a couple of years ago.  Enjoy!

Nobody knows my secret and sometimes I doubt who I am myself.  There’s a part of me that misses being human and another part of me that remembers the heartache that human life brings.  The emotional ties to people no longer exist in my current state.  I am finally able to be who I’ve always wanted to be, free of the emotional hang ups that used to rip my heart right out of my chest.  Now I call the shots, I make the rules, I set the stage.  Isn’t this what living should be?  Nobody telling me what to do or how to live my life.  But then, why do I feel so alone sometimes… so lost?  I don’t even care that I just killed an innocent person, I needed to feed and they were there.  It was an easy choice, too easy I suppose.  But isn’t that the thrill of being a vampire?  Taking what you want, anytime, anywhere and never thinking twice about who you hurt.  What more could I want out of life?  And yet, I wonder… is there something more? Am I missing a key piece, to this puzzle called life?  Should I be afraid of who I have become?  I guess only time will tell and until then, I know I will enjoy this deranged way of living.  I can’t wait to meet my next victim.  They always seem so surprised to see me, and I can literally hear their hearts beating right out of their chests before I go in for the kill.  It’s always the same in every person I come across, and in an instant they are free from the agony of this terrible world; this sad, chaotic, frightful world.  So I guess in a way, I am really just doing them a favor, and in return, I get to continue living an eternity of blood lusting bliss.  I do feel some pity for the young ones that cross my path.  But unfortunately for them, my instincts are purely animalistic and I have no conscience either way.  I have hardly any recollection on how I ended up like this.  It seems like a dream that happened long ago.  I may never fully regain my memory of that particular day, but on occasion I do see glimpses of my past.  The images I see are hazy at best, and feelings of emptiness flood my mind as I try to hold onto a particular memory when they do flash by.  I always see the same image, a dark shadowy figure of a man coming towards me, and then in the very next instant, a bright light flashes all around me.  Then there’s nothing… nothing at all.

 

4 responses to “Oh the thrill of being a vampire…

  1. Ohhh I can’t wait to read more, sounds like the perfect story for this time of year…

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  2. Thanks SW…. Happy Halloween! 🎃

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  3. Same to you…Happy Halloween…Boooooo

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