I don't really know why I'm writing this. I doubt anyone will ever read it. I guess I'm just tired of storing all this in my head. I guess doing mindfulness journals in school is finally a useful skill. God knows that if there was ever a time I needed self-help, it was now.
Anyway, if I somehow end up dead, and by some miracle, this journal ended up in your possession, it should go without saying, that at the time of writing this I am a Vampire. Again, I doubt anyone will ever read this, so it could get pretty personal, and sometimes just downright unreadable, but at this moment I believe I am a vampire.
I just need this in writing. In case I ever decide I need a therapist. I have my reasons.
A few weeks ago now, some dude attacked me. I don't remember much, but I woke up the next night with a thirst for blood. I'm not even sure he knows if he turned me, or how the process works.
On top of that incident, I've had this thirst. For blood. I've managed to get by, but I fear I'll end up doing something I'll regret. Additionally, the sun is not my friends. I caught a sunrise that first day, and it burnt like hell. Luckily I managed to get inside an abandoned building where I bunkered down and slept for the day.
After that, I guess I've just been trying to figure out what to do. Anyway, I've been rambling. I guess its good practise to write down three things I'm grateful for.
1. My new powers
2. That I'll never have to eat my dad's cooking again
3. Memes
Thaddeaus's Journal
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So, I guess its been a weird day. Night? I guess night, as I didn't really go out during the day. This new life is going to take some getting used to.
So, the basic run down. Someone claimed they knew my sire, and my sire sent me a telepathic message. So I guess that's a power vampires possess. I'm learning so much, very quickly. Just like I learned that zombies are in fact real, and I can fetch a pretty penny for their ears from the militia. It's a great chance to see what my new vampire powers can really do.
So, I guess I'll give a brief rundown of what happened the first time I killed a zombie. I want to be able to look back on this, Well I walked past the militia captain, who told me what to expect. I didn't believe him until I walked into the graveyard. The only thing I can say is holy ****. That thing stinks.
I decided to engage in a brawl. I figured I'd be alright. I shot myself in the chest bak after I turned, and healed up alright. So I figured this would be fine. That was until the Zombie lunged at me. I didn't think the dead could move that quickly. But then again, I might be dead, so not really sure what to expect.
Apparently I was faster, or it was just not paying attention, but I managed to step aside and throw it past me. There was a sickening crunch as it hit the ground, but it got up and readied for another attack. I figured I'd attack first. Lunging at the Zombie, I threw a few punches. I used to box in High school, but I'm far from a pro. The punches didn't really do anything to slow it down, although I did feel a couple of ribs crack when I hit it.
I guess what happened next was the weird one. As the zombie stumbled back and readied another assault, my fingers stretched out and morphed into massive razor-sharp claws. Weirdest feeling. I figured I'd use my new weapons and tear the zombie apart. I shoved my clawed hand into the monster's chest and tore downward, leaving a massive gash. If I still had a gag reflex, I would have vomited at seeing the intestines spill out.
After that, I left and found a place to sleep. The sun was starting to come up, so I had to find somewhere out of the sun.
Anyway, things I'm grateful for...
1. that my sire knows I exist is presumably looking to help.
2. My cool new claws
3. My Vampire healing factor
So, the basic run down. Someone claimed they knew my sire, and my sire sent me a telepathic message. So I guess that's a power vampires possess. I'm learning so much, very quickly. Just like I learned that zombies are in fact real, and I can fetch a pretty penny for their ears from the militia. It's a great chance to see what my new vampire powers can really do.
So, I guess I'll give a brief rundown of what happened the first time I killed a zombie. I want to be able to look back on this, Well I walked past the militia captain, who told me what to expect. I didn't believe him until I walked into the graveyard. The only thing I can say is holy ****. That thing stinks.
I decided to engage in a brawl. I figured I'd be alright. I shot myself in the chest bak after I turned, and healed up alright. So I figured this would be fine. That was until the Zombie lunged at me. I didn't think the dead could move that quickly. But then again, I might be dead, so not really sure what to expect.
Apparently I was faster, or it was just not paying attention, but I managed to step aside and throw it past me. There was a sickening crunch as it hit the ground, but it got up and readied for another attack. I figured I'd attack first. Lunging at the Zombie, I threw a few punches. I used to box in High school, but I'm far from a pro. The punches didn't really do anything to slow it down, although I did feel a couple of ribs crack when I hit it.
I guess what happened next was the weird one. As the zombie stumbled back and readied another assault, my fingers stretched out and morphed into massive razor-sharp claws. Weirdest feeling. I figured I'd use my new weapons and tear the zombie apart. I shoved my clawed hand into the monster's chest and tore downward, leaving a massive gash. If I still had a gag reflex, I would have vomited at seeing the intestines spill out.
After that, I left and found a place to sleep. The sun was starting to come up, so I had to find somewhere out of the sun.
Anyway, things I'm grateful for...
1. that my sire knows I exist is presumably looking to help.
2. My cool new claws
3. My Vampire healing factor
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