*Credit to zoogreenjake on reddit*
It was too good a deal to pass up. Sure some folks can go on and on about the horrors of immorality, but I seriously think they are calling sour grapes on the whole package. I never had any real family or friends so I won't regret out living them, I get to see the eras change and witness history in the making, I never wanted to grow old anyway, and best of all I get to spend eternity with a sexy undead chick. So of course I said yes when she asked if I wanted to be a vampire.
The minute she yanked her fangs out, something strange happened. Her mouth was a mess of ripped flesh and blood and I felt an intense pain in my neck as if something was burrowing into my skin. A few moments later, she was dead and I was a vampire.
Actually no, I wasn't a vampire, it was the vampire. The creature inside my face. Every day it eats away at my body, causing me to turn pale, lose weight, and have my eyes go bloodshot. I was weak and sensitive to all heat, even sunlight was a problem. The only thing that pacified the monster was drinking fresh blood, which turns out to only be more and more of a fading cure as it grows more and more ravenous.
Now it wants a new body, it's done sucking the marrow out of my frail skeleton. Overall I learned an important lesson out of this.
Vampires are immortal, but their hosts are not.
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Spookyness
NouvellesA book about anything creepy or scary(but mainly scary stories). Here we won't be having any of that typical crap. Stories in here will be completely original. Anything from stories to cults to possessed dolls. If you find something you deem Spooky...
