Sounds great, doesn't it? Eternal life.

Normally I would agree. My new vampire life is fantastic. I'm strong and fast, I can fly (sort of) and move objects with my mind.I have the most wonderful family. I live in a world where blood is easily accessible.Humans are like ants. They're everywhere! I hate ants, by the way. Nasty creatures!

I can have everything I want. Still, I'm bored.

Hunting, that I used to enjoy immensely, is now a thing I do only because I have to. It no longer excites me, because all the humans react in the same way; they scream, they beg, they run, and occasionally they try to fight back.Not that the last one is really noticable. It is more fun when my husband joins me though. He's really...creative. *grins*

Another thing is that it takes a lot to hurt me physically. I'm not saying I'm indestructable, just pretty close. I guess this is a good thing. I no longer fear pain, as it very rarely happens. But truth is, I kind of miss it. The fear. I miss that feeling I used to get in the pit of my stomach ,when I thought I was falling while sky walking. But that's something I no longer experience.

It has made me lazy, I think. I no longer move out of the way when a sword or a tractor or a polar bear rushes towards me. Because I don't have to. It doesn't make any difference if I get stabbed with a sword or smooshed by a tractor. Nor does it if a polar bear crashes into me (except for the polar bear who would probably die instantly).It's still an absurd thought to me though. Not moving out of the way.

I love my friends and family, don't get me wrong, but I get tired of them very quickly. The only person I want to spend time with lately, is Jonathan (@JEMpire1). I want to spend all my time with him in fact. And as this is just not possible at the moment, I'm beginning to feel a little depressed. Is that the right word? Can vampires get depressed? I have no idea, really.

Obviously I love that I have eternal life, because I get to be with my love forever. But on the other hand, I wonder what I will fill my days with, when I am not with him.

Maybe I need a hobby?

When I first became a vampire, I soon realized that I could no longer be around humans like I used to. Not so much because of my looks, even though I had changed. It was because I was craving human blood, all the time. I couldn’t be around a human without attacking. I still struggle with this, although I am a little better than I used to be.

This of course means that I can’t spend much time with my human friends. Or more correctly, the friends I had before I died. But I don’t feel like I am missing out on anything. If I want some human companion, it is not difficult to find.

Just a few days ago, I was walking around in the supermarket. I don’t actually eat food, except for a cookie here and there, but I enjoy looking at the different food products. Don’t ask me why. *laughs* Anyway, that night the supermarket was unusually quiet.  There were only a few customers, besides myself.

As I was reaching for a bottle of Dr. Pepper (for my fairy sister, Lizzie) I noticed a small group of girls, staring at me. There were four of them and they must have been about my age, maybe a little younger. I ignored them at first, but as they started following me around the store, I found it a little difficult to not say anything.

“Can I help you?” I asked as I turned around to face them.

“You’re new around here, right? We haven’t seen you at school. Are you a senior?” answered the tall blonde one. The other three girls flocked around us, looking me up and down.

At first I was a little taken aback. The truth is that I was far from home. I had only stopped by this American supermarket, on my way back to England. I didn’t really know what to tell them, before I realized that the night was still young, and I was in the mood to play.

“Yes, I am a senior” I smiled. “I just moved here a couple of days ago, so I haven’t been to school yet”

“We figured.” It was one of the brunettes who answered this time. “We’re seniors too, so chances are you will have some classes with us” she smiled and brushed her hair back from her shoulders.

“Awesome!” I giggled.

It didn’t take long until they invited me to leave the supermarket with them. They were having a slumber party that same night, and wanted me to join them, so we could get to know each other better.  I agreed to come. After all, this was a good chance to make some friends.

I have been to slumber parties before, but nothing like this one. I must admit that I kind of enjoyed it. The tall blonde lent me one of her nightgowns; a bright pink one with tiny feathers at the bottom. I must have looked gorgeous! *snorts*

As soon as everybody had gotten into their nightwear, it was time for the pillow fight. I never actually thought that a pillow fight was something one did at slumber parties, but apparently it is. The girls had a lot of fun until I “accidentally” swung my pillow a little too hard, knocking one of the brunettes into the wall. We decided to do something else after that.

I sat down in a beanbag chair and watched as the other girls pulled out lots and lots of chocolate, eating it with greedy looks on their faces. They offered me some, but I excused myself by saying that I was on a diet, and they stopped asking after that. They ate and talked about how excited they were to start college next year. Apparently they had already been with most of the boys in their school, and they were looking forward to dating more mature men.  I laughed at this, but stopped as they started glaring. At this point, I was starting to get bored. And hungry. And when one of the girls started playing some form of gangster rap on her stereo, I decided I'd had enough.

I moved over to the girl by the stereo first. I bit into her neck before she could react, trying to make it as painful as possible. She needed to be punished for playing such horrible “music”.

The three remaining girls screamed as they realized what was going on. Just as I was finishing up with Gangster Rap-Girl, they tried to make a run for it. I was over by the door, blocking it before they could reach it. I grabbed the girl closest to me and sunk my fangs into her slender neck. She tried to fight me, tried to push me back, but it was no use. I dropped her dead body to the floor and looked over at the two girls that were left, cowering against the bed. I took them both at the same time, holding them down into the pillows on the bed. I took my time with these two.

All in all, I would say that the slumber party was a success. And I did have some fun.

Maybe I should have my own slumber party soon?

Would you like to come? *grins*

I can now safely say that my grandmother believed in magic and that she considered herself a witch. Did she have any real power? I do not know. But I like to think she did.That would explain where my power of telekinesis comes from.

I only realised I had this power after I had tasted Jonathan's blood. He once wrote: "It is my theory that my blood has woken whatever lay dormant within her." I now realise he might be right. And I will work harder to develop my power.

And I am really itching to try some of the spells in my grandmother's diary. Most of them seem harmless, but it would be interesting to see if they actually work.

This is going to be fun! *wicked grin*