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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46. Entry 46; Tues 10th 2017

I just got to school I am I already too scared to try and do much of thinking about what the day holds. I am only wishing I was back home. Home being my hometown. I liked it there and I have always gone back ever summer. It helped going back ever summer so not going back hurts me a lot. I am only thinking about taking a trip and going to my birth place. I want to go back there. I want to go back home. I look out of windows and the only thing that I see are houses and too many cars. In my homeplace, there is humility that I could live without and a town full of people that know who I am and whom I know as well. But what they do not know is that write. Want they do not know is what I am. I have to hide that from them, yes but I want to go back. I have not been to my home place for two years. And for me, those two years are being spent in hell. I want, no want is not the right word, I NEED to go back. Part of me is missing while I am here and I have to go and get it. 

 

Yeah, not something hat you want to here from a vampire but it does need to be said. Oh well, I assume you want me to do more vampire stuff in this one so I will try. Ummm, this is going to sound weird to human ears and weird to human eyes but I forgot about breakfast. I did not know about food in the morning. I had completely forgotten about the thing called food until I was almost out the door. So I rushed back um the steps at a human pace and grabbed a small bag of food. Of course, this was not for lunch I had left my untouched lunch in my backpack and it is probably melting a bit but what can I do to change the past? Nothing. That is the answer to that. And that is just the morning, I have not even made it to lunch yet.

 

 

 

Lunch time and I am not hungry nor do I feel well. I think that maybe if I somehow got out of here to do something and not be surrounded by FOOD then I might be able to think and keep a thought on track. But I know that I can't leave here. I want to, though, I really want too. I am going to go and focus on holding my breath as to not lose my mind because of how good it smells.

 

 

 

 

I am at home and I am doing something I know that I should not be doing. I am letting my mind wonder to where it wants to be. That is never a good think. Today's topic in my mind is trying to remember the last time someone in my family said, "I love you." or remember when the last time I was hugged by my mother and father. I just can't. I can only remember asking for a hug every night when I had broken my ankle. That was four years ago. I have given if I am not mistaken, one hug in four years. And that was to my friend when she told me that was not moving at that moment. I am sorry you did not come here to read about something sad you probably want something with some fun in it but now I do not have any fun in me. I am just sad. Not ever vampire is happy ALL the time. If they were then they would be too easy to pick out. 

 

But my mind was trying to remember those things. I do not understand why but it was. I think what got the thought placed in my head was picking up a pillow in my room and hugging it. It felt weird to hold something in my arms like it shouldn't be there. It feels like nothing should be anywhere that it is. Well, geez. I just realized that today you have read more sad things about my life then you have happy. Well for starters I am still up at 8:12 when I would normally be asleep by now. Reading has been doing that. I am just staying up reading more and more nights. Well, good night and or good day.

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