In my life darkness was always my only comfort. I would go out in the night and let loose. The strange thing is that I would never do this during the day because something in my mind made me hate the sunlight. Therefore, I would stay home locked up in my room until the blue, bright sky turned into pitch black darkness. You see, darkness was my strength, my one and only steroid which filled me with great power and with it I would feel undefeatable until the sun rose once again the following morning.
November 23rd, 2010. As usual I would be in my room waiting for darkness to commence. That same day my mother came up to my room and asked me, “Why is your room always so dark? Get some sunlight in here son!” She opened my curtains and let sunlight in. It disturbed me a lot, causing me to throw my mom to the floor and I told her not to do that again, or else. After my mom left I just sat on my bed thinking, “what’s happening to me?” I was scared thinking I might hurt someone if they got me upset.
Finally darkness commenced and I was thrilled that I could finally go out. In addition, as I came out of my home, I felt extremely confident. I decided to call my friends and ask them if they wanted to hang out. Luckily, they said yes, so we decided to hang out at a lake closest to my house and have a little picnic.
Once they arrived I had friends sit down on the floor where I had food ready to eat. As my friends were eating, I watched. Afterwards, my friend told me, “C’mon dude why haven’t you eaten anything?” Then I said, “Well I am hungry but I’m not craving this.” “Oh okay then, it’s up to you”, my friend said.
After they finished eating we lay down on a blanket and looked up at the stars. As we were doing so I noticed that there was a full moon and I felt strange ever since I saw it. I was twitching and felt a sudden sense of hunger, but it was not hunger for food, it was a hunger for human flesh and blood! I was scared thinking I might hurt someone brutally.
A few moments later my friend told me, “Why haven’t you eaten anything?” Something overcame my mind causing me to say, “Because I’m saving my appetite for something more meaty and delicious.” My friends thought I was kidding until it turned midnight, where they least expected me to do something. I was passed starving as my intestines growled. Something in my mind told me to eat one of my friends but I tried to fight the urge off. Sadly, I failed to accomplish it. I was out of it! I rapidly approached one of my friends when they were alone and attacked her because I was destined for food and beauty. First, I bit my victim on the neck causing her to lose a substantial amount of blood. Then, as I saw my hands, claws began to grow as I scratched my victim multiple times until I slashed her into itty-bitty pieces. I felt undefeatable as I ate every single piece of her body, even the bones. I began crying after the incident because I couldn’t believe what I’d done. I was petrified thinking I’d do something more terrifying next to my friends. Therefore, I decided to run away from them and never show my face to them again.
The next day my mom came in my room to hug me because of my loss. I felt guilty as she said, “it’s not your fault. You did everything you could’ve done.” In my mind I screamed, “help, help!” I was trapped on what to do. I thought this was a gift, but now I believe it’s a curse. Anyways, as my mom hugged me I was anxious to tell her what I’m going through but I didn’t because I knew she would think I’m crazy so I kept it to myself.
That night I locked myself in my room to make sure I wouldn’t hurt or kill anyone else. It wasn’t difficult for me to not go out because I kept myself busy by watching television.
The next night became even worse. I again locked myself in my room but something, something powerful, possessed my mind and I was anxious to go out and kill for food, but in the back of my mind there was that innocent little boy crying out for help. The only emotions I showed during those days and nights were anger and aggression. I called my friend one day to come over and talk. Once she entered my home I could smell her delicious blood. I was in a hurry to kill this one so I lowered her into a trap. I asked her if she liked me so she then said yes. Since she liked me I told her that I liked her too but it was just a lie. I then had asked her if she wanted to kiss me in my closet where it was nice and dark. She agreed on what I told her. Therefore, as we entered my closet, I whispered, “get ready for the kiss you’ll always remember.” I leaned over and was pretending I was going to kiss her but she saw me changing directions. “What are you doing?” she said. I aggressively told her, “Don’t worry about it!” I rapidly bit her neck because her blood was extremely good so I hungered for more. I drank so much of her blood until she had no more in her so she died. I grabbed her lifeless body and drove to the nearest cemetery and dug a ditch at a random place and threw her body into the hole so that no one would suspect anything. As I was driving back home, I could still taste her blood in my mouth as I began crying painfully because it was my entire fault. I didn’t know what to do with my life anymore.
Finally, it came to the point where I said, “Enough is enough!” I then became a vegetarian that only feeds on animal’s blood.
A few months later I met this girl who I’ve never seen before. She was everything I looked for in a girl. Once I passed by her one day I smelled a huge aroma of her blood and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted it! She would always follow me everywhere I'd go so I was scared, thinking she might follow me when I’m my strongest. but I made sure she was as far away from me as possible.
The next night I noticed as I was coming back home from a friend’s house that she was behind me. It was the girl with the delicious blood. I then asked her, “Why are you following me?” She said, “I noticed you’re very unique. I’m Stephanie.” Then I told her, “Nice to meet you, I’m Bryan. I think you should go home before anything happens to you.” Stephanie said fearless, “oh please, nothing is going to happen to me.” I stared straight into her eyes and exclaimed, “Please hear me out! Go away before it’s too late!” Stephanie didn’t listen to me and sarcastically said, “Oh, I’m so scared.” I then got so upset and choked her onto the wall as I said, “I’m not who you think I am! Your blood is like my own personal brand of heroin, please go away!” I don’t know what is wrong with Stephanie, all she said was, “You’re just kidding.” Then I said, “wanna bet!?” I reached towards her at the blink of an eye and aggressively bit her as she screamed for help. “Silence mortal, you had your chance and now you're mine. No one can hear you, even if you scream at the top of your lungs!” I said aggressively.
Finally, after almost 5 minutes of suffering, she collapsed on the floor and died. I laughed as I carried her body to a nearby dumpster where she would never be found.
December 1st, 2010. My curse has gotten stronger and stronger by the second. anyone triggers it!
December 15th, 2010. As I was entering my classroom, I noticed we had a new student. Samantha, a blue eyed brunette, who’s beauty was the only thing I saw during those few moments. I was trying to think positive by screaming to myself, “No, I’m not going to kill this one no matter how much I want her blood!” That night I cried myself to sleep thinking I’d still have to continue killing in order to survive. That same night I woke up from a dream I had about Samantha because I couldn’t bear to live another second without drinking some of her blood. In my mind I thought, “Stop, stop! You’re much better than this!” Therefore, I had to figure out a way to stop thinking about her and her blood so I came downstairs and grabbed a knife and started painfully crying as I began to cut my arms.
The next morning I woke up with slashes all over my arms and cuts and bruises from brutally hurting myself in order to stop wanting blood. But what happened next?