Once Bitten

If only there was a way humans could see the future, see what was to happen before it happened, our lives would be so much better! Unfortunately for us we’re all doomed! It was a hundred years ago in New Orleans... I remember because I was there. This isn’t something I read in any history book or something I heard on the news. This is a true tale of how I became a bloodsucker!********* I was tired of watching the movie, it bored me out and I had a lot on my mind, I couldn’t take it anymore. I was feeling choked up with my own thoughts I just had to go outside for some fresh air there was no other way to it. My best friend Elias and I had chosen a day to go watch one of the movies at the theatre, he brought his girlfriend along, she was our childhood friend and we all grew up together. I was perfectly ok with the two of them falling for each other, I was truly happy! If I had feelings for Delia it would’ve been a whole different story.But that wasn’t what bothered me. I kept think

My eyes opened up wide staring at the ceiling, instantly I felt different. But how? I knew I died, I felt my heart give out, how is it even possible that I’m alive? I arose on the bed with a firm movement, I felt lighter like I had no single weight on me. I studied the room but no one was in there with me. I was alive, but at thesame time I wasn’t! There was no sound of my heart beating inside my chest. In a swift sudden motion I climbed down the bed where I once laid, it was definitely inhuman to me. I knew something was different about me. I took a step and the next thing I was standing behind the door in the room, I looked back at where I was standing before, it was a distance I would normally cover with twelve to sixteen steps, but I covered it within a flash! I felt like I had gone against the wind. I looked out the door through the little transparent space on the door and I saw Elias standing with a doctor, though they were far away from where I was I could hear their words cl

I continued to leap from roof to roof, building to building, wall to wall, it felt like I could see the whole world from a distance; it was fascinating to me and for a moment I could forget what I was, and when I knew I was far away from my hometown— from the police men, I rested on the tallest building I could find— like a bird on a tree. I stood there watching, waiting and listening. I could hear everything, every sound, every noise, every person, it was loud, too loud; deafening even. I covered my ears with my palms but that didn't seem to solve anything, maybe I had to find a quieter place, away from the city.But where could I go? I hadn't travelled much even though I was a 30 year old man. I never really felt the need for me to leave Baton Rouge, to leave Elias and Delia, to leave my craftsmanship. I even hoped I would start a family of mine in the city, we could live happily in my parents house... I didn't know where to run to, I decided within me to stay on the roof top for the