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New Comer
00:57 Aug 13 2006
Times Read: 513






To night I stay in.

Earlier in the day, had a talk with a few of my own.

A new girl has come to us. Unsure what to think of her.

So many questions she asked, confused with the way her mind is set. Going back and forth with sadness and not caring for the things she does, as her heart warms and then cools thinking she is going mad with the thoughts that run through her mind.



I look at her and I see only myself not but 18yrs. ago I was her. Brings back so many memories long since forgotten.

I only can question the ones whom wake so late in life. 95% of us wake early realizing our differences, starting to understand our blood lust. But why do they wake so late? Was their denial so strong in their minds that they could not see what is to become? Could they just be fakes, out to find us to do us harm? But if so then how do they have such a strong sense, to be able to find us?

Only the true can see one another. So how is it we were found if she is not one of us?



We shall take her under our wings and teach her how to survive.

She has taken a liking to me, I am unsure why? For I am not the friendliest one out of us all. But then again they all seem to do so..

I shall not lie; I love my power to drawl people to me, for them to do what I ask, to be my pets.

I have so many pets now as I like to call them. It’s like I have a dozen of my own little Renfields!



I guess I shall have fun with the new comer, to teach her to be a good little pet, to be my good little Bitch!

Maybe down the line I shall see her worthy enough to be an equal..

Maybe, since there are only a few in mine eyes.

The Dead should have a name!
06:41 Aug 11 2006
Times Read: 516

The night sky over head,

Thousands of stars to be seen.

Listening to the wind caught a sent in the air.



I follow in the night,

Passing people by;

Looking for the one who is calling me.



I turned the corner,

What shall I find but a young pretty girl,

Who wishes for no life.



Short black hair with deep brown eyes,

Maybe only at the age of 25.



I stand afar watching her.

No one seems to care to see her sitting there,

A lone and wishing for death.

Her cry could be heard from a mile away.



I stand back wondering how did she get here?



That moment is over,

I go to see her.



I said hello, asked for her name.

She asked me way so I told her, everyone whom dies should have a name to be known by.



She stood in front of me, looked in my eyes and said,

Can you end this pain?



As a tear fell down her cheek,

I stepped away looking at her pain,

Sadness over came me for I cannot do this.

You should live. Please don’t give up on your life so easy. You should always want to fight for your life.



We talked for hours it seemed.

She thanked me for opening her eyes and to see what she should be.



We embraced and she started to leave,

Standing there watching her walk away,

Feeling her emotions starting to change.



I screamed to her, wait!

You forgot something.

With a smile upon her face looking back to me,

What did I leave behind she said?



I walked up to her, looked deep into her eyes and said,

You left with something of mine!

What might that be, as she smiles to me.



You owe me your life now Sara and please feel free to scream!



(sure the ones who give up are easy targets but it is much more fun to make them want life back just to take it from them)

Just a little something..
06:38 Aug 08 2006
Times Read: 519

And as softly thou art sleeping

To thee shall I come creeping

And thy life’s blood drain away.

And so shalt thou be trembling

For thus shall I be kissing

And death’s threshold thou’lt be crossing

With fear, in my cold arms.



(From “Der Vampir” by Heinrich August Ossenfelder)

Last Night..
22:18 Aug 06 2006
Times Read: 522

Last night I found myself walking the streets, watching people as they walked by, talking with friends having a good time unknowing that they could be the next to go. The hunger, knotting pain through out my body was getting forceful and all I could think of was; which one will it be to satisfy me!



The pretty red head will do nicely, I thought to myself. So I walked up and introduced myself to her. We talked, we laughed, and we had a few drinks. I walked her to her car and said my good night.



I’m sure whenever she woke or when some one had found her, she shall not remember a thing…

“Some people!”
08:25 Aug 03 2006
Times Read: 526

So there is this guy walking down the street today on his way to take the same bus as I and get this, he is tall, he has long hair, he is wearing a long coat (black), wearing all black I might add but then as you look down then it happened!

Yes it was unspeakable!

He was wearing white shoes!

WHITE!

What the fuck was that about?!



Some people!…