The Dairy of A Vampire

This is the Dairy of a 15-year-old vampire named Vladimira. She lives with her human family and she hates that she can't get the right food. She has never tasted human blood before and her mother and father are pushing her ever closer to trying some of them. But, of course, they don't know that she is a vampire.

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26. Entry 26; Thurs Dec 8th 2016

          I can't wait for this day to end. I am not going to say much about what might happen today because for what happened yesterday. But I am not sure that it is going to end up like yesterday. It is too damn early in the day to thinking about math and science, I really don't want to say anything and then take it all back by the end of the day. I just want to go back home and stay in my nice warm bed. I just don't want to be here. It is below 0 and it is cold. That word coming from someone who is always cold and never feels it is saying a lot about it I don't feel cold like most humans, but then I am not human. But I have to get something done today. I have been hungry a lot more than my normal lately. I think it has something to do with not feeding at all and then forcing myself to eat human food. Plus I am just sleepy all the time now. And no it is not just the teenager thing. I have never really been a teenager. I have skipped it and went straight on to something else.  I am much more reason pons able than your normal teen. Your NORMAL teen would have stayed up till 2 or 3 in the morning being up on their phone. Were at 2 or 3 in the morning I am asleep or waking up from being asleep.  I am much more than a NORMAL teen. At least I would think so. My mother and father seem to think that as well. 

          Until a few days ago the thought of eating human food was just not something that I wanted to think about. Now, however, I am hungry for something. I have a feeling that I know what I am hungry for I am just not allowing myself to get to any. I want something more than just food. I think that once I have had it I will not be able to go back to my normal life. I would have to do something and go away to do something different with life. I just don't want to think about that. I might not like my family all that much but it is something that I was not given a choice about and I have to love them no matter how much they get n my nerves. 

          My werewolf friend is soo lucky. She ran into a few vampire's this morning on her walk to the bus stop and she just growled at them. I was so not happy about that. With being a vampire I just want to meet one so I can ask the questions that my heart has the most desire to know. But of course, I am not going to tell the question just yet. I might tell you at some point but right now the only think that I am wanting to do is meet one and have someone to help me with through this damn turn. I am so tired of having to deal with it by myself. But my werewolf friend is not having such a good day today. I feel really bad for her it was really cold last night and she just jumped out her window to have a midnight adventure. I wish that she hadn't but what I am to do about that? Well, that is all for the morning I will let you know if anything good or bad happens this afternoon. (BY the way, when I skip a few lines I am moving on from the start of the day to another part. I might not have told you that last time.)

 

 

          And once again class has proven me wrong. It is not half as bad as I thought that it would be. It would still be better if I was at home and trying to get some more writing done. But there is nothing that can be done about that. Well, there is one thing but that wouldn't help me out too much. But I just want it to snow soo bad. I don't want to come to school. My friend by the way really wants to come so she doesn't have to deal with a shit storm at her house. Her words not mine. It is lunch right now so I don't have much other than, I can smell the snow through the closed windows, and I can smell fast food everywhere I go. Well, that and blood everywhere. Then again the reason for that would be I am around humans who eat fast food will probably smell like fast food and have blood running through their veins. Thereby which is killing me because I am looking at my teachers like a nice snack and just want to kill them as well. But I didn't say that. 

          I should go because I have to finish something for class during my lunch time and I really have to go to the bathroom. But then again you really didn't want to know that, am I right?

 

 

          As the winter's day draws to an end so does my angry and filter. I am very happy that no one in my family is going to be back until ... maybe 6 or 7 at night? I don't know when they are going to be back but thank dio that it is not known. With my filter, gone everything comes out. And when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING. You don't want to even know how much I just told the dogs. Yeah, no one home is a chance for me to talk to the dogs because they don't talk back. And most importantly they do not judge me. And that is just the best part about it. 

          And I know that I am a vampire but I am one of the day ones. Meaning I am sleepy at night but I am up all day. Of course, that does mean I do my fair bit of hiding from the sun but I can't say much. It's not like I can just quit school and start a job in writing, is it? Even if it was a choice I probably wouldn't try it. My mother wants me to go to college and do something with my life. And my father wants me to GET a LIFE, but I think that he is going to stop trying to make me get one when if ever he reads something of mine. So far no one in my house has. I don't know why they spend soo much time with my brother. I mean yes, he is the youngest and all, but the older in the house ... Ummm... they have been here longer and do need some attention from the mother and father. 

          But anyway let us move away from that sad story, I don't really have much else to say. I mean most of what I have been thinking about involves my mother and father. Did you know that I used to play a sport? I did. It was really fun. I was human when I was playing it. I really liked it But I gave it up when I started high school. For me, it was only a small little part of my life. I think that I gave it up because my mother and father had only made to maybe 5 of the games that I had played. Out of the 50 or so. It was just really sad. So I gave up that sport. I was just starting to understand all of the hand signs with it too. It was volleyball. If you have every played volleyball than you know that your arms after playing it are so red that it looks kinda like you just took your angry out on a ball, with your arms. I liked volleyball because I could take out my angry. As funny as it is I had angry issues when I was younger. Yeah, seems a bit odd for someone who deffentily just writes now. I loved hiting the volleyball over the net and seeing who would hit it next. I was good at the under hand serevs. The over hands were my weak spot. I was good at cautching them though. But no one knows that. 

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