July 6th, 2011
Ask me what happened, and I couldn't tell you. Ask me how I wound up here, at Harper's Rock, and again, I wouldn't be able to tell you. I feel like those patients you see on television, that suffer from dementia or amnesia. Actually, I'm positive that is my problem.
Amnesia [noun] - loss of a large black of interrelated memories; complete or partial loss of memory due to brain injury, shock, etc.
I know nothing. All I can remember is my father and I driving. We were laughing and talking about my school work, and what I great lawyer I was going to be. Oh, how I was glad to be home and talking to him. I had missed him so much, and it was so nice to sit by his side. He was my best friend, and my confidant.
Then, there was this...white flashing light and a car horn. I remember the horn just kept going, and going. Like someone's head had been pressed against i--...oh my god.
We were in a car accident...and I was trying to reach him but I...I blacked out...
How did I get here?! Better yet...Where is my father..?
Confused and Scared,
Peyton
Diary of the Misfit Experiment (July 6, 2011 - )
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Diary of the Misfit Experiment (July 6, 2011 - )
.:.DRAGOMIR.:.
Been living in the dark for a long, long time.
But, I see better at night.
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Re: Diary of the Misfit Experiment (July 6, 2011 - )
July 7th, 2011
So, here I am. Sitting in an abandoned warehouse, in the middle of a city I know nothing about. I'd never heard of Harper's Rock until I woke up here. From what I can tell, it must be somewhere up north, because the weather is a little chilly here. Not that I could tell by the daylight outside, unless I want to turn myself to ash.
Oh, right. Seems I forgot to mention...I'm a vampire, I think. I have grown long canine fangs overnight and I have this overwhelming thirst for human blood. I passed one on the street today and nearly lost it then and there. If I react that way just to blood..I don't want to attempt the sun. I don't wanna die...
Well, I guess dying is pretty much out of the picture. I'm already dead. I have found that I no longer need to breathe, but I think I do it out of habit more than anything else. I also have no heartbeat. Or, well, at least not one that I can hear. And trust me, I can hear a lot of things, suddenly. The quietest spider couldn't get passed me with me knowing it. How do I know? Because, I've caught three of them already.
Despite all of this going on in my head, and trying to figure it out...I feel this...pull toward a person named Cisava. I've no idea why, but I know that I can't seem to fight this feeling that I have some connection to him/her. I don't even know it's gender! I just know, that a voice in my head keeps whispering to me, saying "Cisava...Cisava..." non-stop. Maybe...it would know what happened last night!
But, no. I better not get my hopes up. Otherwise, something will go terrible wrong and I will be alone and lost. This Cisava, maybe I will be able to meet them soon. If not...I guess I had better start taking good care of myself. Even though I know nothing about being a vampire.
But really...how hard could it be?
Alone and Lost,
Peyton
So, here I am. Sitting in an abandoned warehouse, in the middle of a city I know nothing about. I'd never heard of Harper's Rock until I woke up here. From what I can tell, it must be somewhere up north, because the weather is a little chilly here. Not that I could tell by the daylight outside, unless I want to turn myself to ash.
Oh, right. Seems I forgot to mention...I'm a vampire, I think. I have grown long canine fangs overnight and I have this overwhelming thirst for human blood. I passed one on the street today and nearly lost it then and there. If I react that way just to blood..I don't want to attempt the sun. I don't wanna die...
Well, I guess dying is pretty much out of the picture. I'm already dead. I have found that I no longer need to breathe, but I think I do it out of habit more than anything else. I also have no heartbeat. Or, well, at least not one that I can hear. And trust me, I can hear a lot of things, suddenly. The quietest spider couldn't get passed me with me knowing it. How do I know? Because, I've caught three of them already.
Despite all of this going on in my head, and trying to figure it out...I feel this...pull toward a person named Cisava. I've no idea why, but I know that I can't seem to fight this feeling that I have some connection to him/her. I don't even know it's gender! I just know, that a voice in my head keeps whispering to me, saying "Cisava...Cisava..." non-stop. Maybe...it would know what happened last night!
But, no. I better not get my hopes up. Otherwise, something will go terrible wrong and I will be alone and lost. This Cisava, maybe I will be able to meet them soon. If not...I guess I had better start taking good care of myself. Even though I know nothing about being a vampire.
But really...how hard could it be?
Alone and Lost,
Peyton
.:.DRAGOMIR.:.
Been living in the dark for a long, long time.
But, I see better at night.
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Re: Diary of the Misfit Experiment (July 6, 2011 - )
July 10th, 2011
I will never be normal ever again! Life is so cruel!
This morning, I learned just what had to have happened to me that night. For the last few days that I have been here, I have noticed feeling strange...down there. It's just felt uncomfortable. Like something was there that shouldn't be. It worried me, so finally...I checked.
I have teeth. Down there. There are these stitch marks, that looks they all the teeth were sewn in there, but...how? Who would be cruel enough to do it, and where did the teeth come from? All of them look really sharp, and I'm trying my best to ignore the fact that they may not be human. I'm not doing a great job at it.
I still haven't met this Cisava person that is whispered about in my mind, but I have a feelingi it might have down it. Made me into some twisted experiment that she can weave into it's gang of...toothy freaks!
Why did this person pick me to be an experiment? Do I look very lob-rat material? Honestly, I don't think I do. This all just had to be some cruel and extremely long dream. None of this can really be happening to me. It just doesn't make sense at all. How can I be a vampire, and have teeth down there? No, no...
I don't know what to do...Nothing makes sense anymore...
Worried and Disgusted,
Peyton
I will never be normal ever again! Life is so cruel!
This morning, I learned just what had to have happened to me that night. For the last few days that I have been here, I have noticed feeling strange...down there. It's just felt uncomfortable. Like something was there that shouldn't be. It worried me, so finally...I checked.
I have teeth. Down there. There are these stitch marks, that looks they all the teeth were sewn in there, but...how? Who would be cruel enough to do it, and where did the teeth come from? All of them look really sharp, and I'm trying my best to ignore the fact that they may not be human. I'm not doing a great job at it.
I still haven't met this Cisava person that is whispered about in my mind, but I have a feelingi it might have down it. Made me into some twisted experiment that she can weave into it's gang of...toothy freaks!
Why did this person pick me to be an experiment? Do I look very lob-rat material? Honestly, I don't think I do. This all just had to be some cruel and extremely long dream. None of this can really be happening to me. It just doesn't make sense at all. How can I be a vampire, and have teeth down there? No, no...
I don't know what to do...Nothing makes sense anymore...
Worried and Disgusted,
Peyton
.:.DRAGOMIR.:.
Been living in the dark for a long, long time.
But, I see better at night.
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