Vampires
Uploaded by RoxyGirl on Feb 19, 2007
Unreal.
That’s the only word I can think of to explain the way I feel.
Slowly I stretch my arms out in front of me and touch my skin, examining the strange texture of it. It is no longer is the warm, dry smoothness that I am used to; now it is cold, soft but slightly rubber-like, the type of skin that only belongs to one type of person…
A dead one.
I throw the sheets off, pull myself to the side of the bed and turn my standing mirror towards me.
My god…I have no idea who I’m looking at!
What I do see looking back at me is a pale-as-a-ghost, half-naked, confused, twenty-five year old, re-animated dead man.
“Jeeeezzzus Christ man, look what he did to you.” I think to myself as I touch my face, sending a cold chill down my spine.
“This…is so not natural!”
I run my hands through my knotted hair and look at the new, slightly altered (and I use that term very loosely) me; feeling like everything and nothing at all at the same time. It is going to take some getting used to, you know, being the living dead and all, and seeing as I really didn’t have much of a choice anyway. Confused as to my next step? Most definitely, and now I find myself just sitting here, staring at the blood-stained sheets by my feet, as the memories slowly start creeping back to me of that unforgettable night at that Bar I worked at and all the following strange events that led up to my unholy demise.
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See, I lived in the Bronx; and the thing about living in that part of New York is that if you’re not too much of the social type, it can be a sickeningly lonely place, and it is so easy to get lost in the myriad of tall buildings and people of all shapes and sizes that littered the streets Twenty-four hours a day.
I myself was a lonely man, with nowhere in particular to go except The Big Chugg Bar where I worked as a bartender every night except Wednesdays and Sundays.
My routine life was really beginning to get to me, but really, there was nothing much I could do about it. I’d sleep from 7:00 a.m ‘till 4:00 p.m, exercise, get down to the bar by 5:30 p.m, work from...