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2020-10-11 15:02:24Ok, I'll go up to my room, I want to be a little alone and then pack my things."
With these words I leave the living room. My mother's calm gaze can be felt all over my skin. I slowly climb the stairs to the upper floor. When I get to my room, I let the dark wooden door fall shut. My body slumps along the door. I unconsciously wrap my arms around me. Again the salty drops escape my eyes.
After a few minutes, I get down to work with reddened eyes. Things have to be packed.
A while goes by. Just like my will to create everything today. I can not anymore. That's enough for today. I get on my fluffy, familiar bed and snuggle into the soft blanket. The tiredness overcomes me immediately and I feel how I am slowly being carried away into my dreams.
I am gently woken from sleep by the gentle rays of the sun that settle on my skin. I straighten up in bed and stretch my arms. A soft yawn escapes my throat. The memory of last night creeps into my head. I wonder if it was all just a bad dream. But when my eyes explore the room and the boxes fall into my field of vision, it suddenly becomes clear to me.
'' Shit, I have to move away tomorrow! ''
And leave everyone here, Lisa my best friend and Alan who I've been with for less than a week. I have to say goodbye to you today, because tomorrow it already starts. It starts tomorrow morning? And where is it actually going? My mum hasn't even told me where we're going and I haven't given it a thought yet. But now that it is only a matter of hours, I would be interested in where we settle. I can well imagine that it will be a secluded and very boring place. Well, only mum can answer that question.
After a nice warm shower, it goes down with a towel in my hair that I use to rub dry. Where I meet Mum with her new boyfriend John. The two have been together for almost a month. They are sitting at the dining table and drinking coffee ... so Mum has a coffee, John prefers other drinks, fresher ones. I don't know much about him, as I don't really care which guys my mother hooks up with. It never lasts long anyway. It is just a toy that becomes uninteresting to her after a while. It's always the same. She once told me that my father was the only man she ever really loved, body and soul. Unfortunately he died when I was very little true. Back to John. He seems pretty arrogant to me and also annoying. The only thing I know is that John is one of us and judging by his car he has to have a nice penny in his account for a very nice life. That was it, I can't think of anything more about this person.
"Hey Mum ... John."
John only nods his head as my mother immediately takes the floor.
"Hello honey, John wants to help us move tomorrow."
Ohhh you have to leave poor Johniii behind. This malicious thought puts a sly smile on my face. I love my mother and I don't like to see her sad either, but there is something about John that I hate at all. It's not definable, I just don't like him. Period, end, off.
"Since you're just starting to move, where are we moving to?"
We currently live in a beautiful suburb of New York. So there are always a lot of people around us, which is the problem.
"Ehmm in a nice old house that is out of the way from Arizona."
I can clearly hear in my mother's voice that she is hiding something from me. Something very important, because she only has this tremor in her tone when there is bad news to report.
"Mum? Did you want to add anything else?"
I ask with knitted eyebrows.
"Jenny, let's postpone the conversation later, we want to pack the things in the cars now."
She waves me away.
"Why cars? I thought we'd only drive ours?"
I look at her confused and questioning.
"Later!"
In a sharp voice, she abruptly ended the conversation.
Oh, that's fine with me, I have to go to my friends first. I quickly run up the stairs again. Upstairs in my 'still' room, I blow dry my hair, put on some make-up and make my way to Lisa. On the ten minute walk I get lost in the past.
I've been friends with Lisa since kindergarten, we've always gone through thick and thin. Always told us everything. Except for the fact that I'm a vampire. I kept this pettiness to myself when I heard about it from my mother a year ago. I can still clearly remember that conversation. It was a completely normal day until I noticed how strange my mum was suddenly acting. She was so nervous and clumsy. She kept rubbing her hands. I noticed relatively quickly that she was trying to talk to me. And then she said that she had kept something from me about our origins. At first I thought she was kidding me and didn't believe her until she proved me wrong. She warned me not to be afraid of her and then she showed her fangs, which grew longer in a flash. In the subconscious, I always knew that something was different about my mother. She always had this cool skin, was never sick or injured. Her face was always beaming. Without any creams or make-up. I then realized that I had lived with a lie all my life. It was a few weeks before I started talking to her normally again. I still remember how she sat in the kitchen a few evenings later, completely relaxed. She thought that I was afraid of her and that was why I kept the miles away from her. I quickly adjusted it. There was no fear. I was just hurt by the lie. I explained to her that I just needed some free time. Of course I have forgiven her, she is my mother and has always treated me lovingly.
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Around four o'clock at night I am torn from my dream world by dull noises that come from below into the room illuminated by the moon. Mum and John are sure to be on their way. I can still hear her whispering and I can also hear Conner's voice, didn't he get up to say goodbye? The words cannot be understood by my drowsy mind. Yawning, I straighten up in bed and let my good and bad side argue in my head about whether I should get up again to say goodbye to both of them. Or rather let me fall back into bed and snuggle up under the cozy blanket again. Since my good side is too tired to fight, the bad side wins a battle that has not started. My body sinks down onto the warm, wrinkled sheet. The eyelids contract again. I'll take care of the spell, don't worry. Are these really Conner's words? What is that supposed to mean? What spell? And it's getting dark again. My dreams peacefully fill the rest of the night, as always, I dream of him, whoever he may be. The bright rays of the sun that
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Notices Conner. The impassive head was in his crossed arms, which are resting on the table."Discuss less than you tell my son."John answers with a slight smile. Ooh dear, if John smiles it doesn't mean a good thing. One of my brows goes up, tense and skeptical. My body tenses and seeks eye contact with my mother."Mum."I address her in a threatening voice. But she still doesn't look at me. Her eyes move a little frantically in John's direction. What's wrong with her. She wriggles back and forth in her chair, acting like a child who has broken something. Then John pushes his hand to my mother's and asked a question in a lowered voice that we can hear."Do you want or should I be my love?"I look at the picture in front of me. I keep my arms crossed in front of my chest. Something is wrong. What do they have to say? They shouldn't excite us so much and
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`` My mother died about 40 years ago. I also had nothing to do with my father for a long time because I just wanted to be to myself after her death. He quickly found a new wife whom he married after 10 years. I hated him for forgetting my mother so quickly. You have to understand, when you have such a long life, time goes differently. 10 years are nothing. I found out that she became pregnant. It was mean of me that I didn't even want to see the little one. Then they had another child. And my hatred grew over time. I sank formally in it. I hated them all. This woman, these children, and especially my father, who simply built a new family for himself after swearing his love to my mother centuries ago. My only wish was that they all die. But when I heard that my father's new wife had actually died. I felt dirty. I wanted her death from the start. I understood that she wasn't the cause of my anger. About a year after her death, I pulled myself together and went to my father. It was bro
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Sorry little one, that's not how it was meant, sit down on the sofa, I'll just get dressed and then we can talk."His voice is suddenly very gentle and serious. He's like a changed man. His hand comes off me and he points to the black sofa that is in front of the window. I do what he says and sit down. He quickly digs a few items of clothing out of his chest of drawers and quickly disappears behind a door. It must lead to his bathroom. My body is still very tense. It calms down a bit when he comes back wearing a gray t-shirt and dark jeans. He sits down next to me at some distance."So what's on your mind?"He rests his elbows on his knees. I feel his eyes scrutinize me and seek contact with mine. I'm slowly feeling more comfortable around him again. Now that he's wearing something and it seems that he really wants to get into a normal conversation with me. I start with my request."I just had a few
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Only when I got up from the meadow did I notice all the dead people around me, all of them were covered in blood and I understood that it was my work. My hands were smeared with blood, the white dress I was wearing on my body was covered with red spots and I could still taste the blood on my lips, the metallic, slightly salty and yet sweet taste. The sweet smell was in the air and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it? Isn't that really me? No it was just a stupid dream, I'll learn and I'll control myself, I'll make it. I am not going to kill anyone. I promise myself that no one will ever die for my thirst. I know I can do it!There is a knock on the door, which opens immediately. My mother peeks in. When she sees that I'm awake, she walks into the room."Hello Darling."Like an angel, she slides over and sits down on the bed with me. Without another word, she hugs me tightly. The tears are rolling down my cheeks and I can't stop it. Again I can
