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My Life, by Pete DeDanaan
Unwillingly transformed into a bloodsuckers goon, I had to wait until my masters death to become totally free of control... but driven by blood lust. One day, I decided I wouldnt let my hunger drive the course of my destiny anymore. I disappeared.
A few years later, a man came to me, at my surprise. He proposed me a new way of life. I was to become a slave once more. However, he was so convincing that I couldnt refuse his offer. I turned my back to those I always trusted and appreciated.
My first encounter with my former friends didnt last long. They soon got rid of me as if I was a mere nuisance. But they werent able to kill me, as powerful as they were. I had became a bloodsucker over the years, more resilient than any human beings.
Thats what I thought.
But I was already dead. And they did destroy me, I was told. My head exploded and my brain had soiled the ground. Vampirism couldnt save me from the grace of the Sun. The strength of my
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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