author's note ... sooo...i did change my Halloween challenge...am shooting for 1 a day and adding plain ole ghost stories..i never wrote stories before outside of school so this is new to me...am used to citing my work...Stephen King, or better yet Brian Lumley, could write a book about my life and it would be original, but i am going to do it instead :P ...this story is relevant because it relates to my dealings with psy Vamps...
At 17, paige had forgotten about the mysterious and terrifying visitors to her room when she was a little girl, and she had even forgotten her "Imaginary Friend", Barb. Grandmommy bought some land in the country for her family to move to, and paige loved it out there. The plot began on the top of a rolling hill with a crystal clear crystal lake at the bottom. Daddy had the family a fancy double wide set down on a flat spot with a charming view of the lake from the big windows in the back of the house.
The chickens in the yard laid brown eggs with deep orange yokes. Momma and Daddy said that all the bugs the chickens eat give the eggs more protein and that is why their eggs looks so different from the ones from the store. Merle was paige's cremella gelding, and Trigger, her brothers' black and white paint Shetland was his friend. It was a goodish life even if paige didn't have very many friends. Then, the Vampire dreams began.
Once again, paige was afraid to go to bed, but this time it was because of monsters waiting in her sleep. Her dreams were haunted with Vampire Wars in which she and some other goode Vamps were fighting the evil ones. Nightmare after nightmare the blood of the Vampires flowed through her mind as it left their bodies falling to the ground. The ground was drenched with red as roses that filled her nostrils with the copper scent that blood has.
Paige watched her friends die one by one and two by three as the war waged until she didn't know where anyone else was. Her supply of wooden cross arrows for her bow was running low, so she stopped firing at the quickly approaching line of foul vicious Vampires and began running. Her blond hair streamed behind her as she pumped her muscles to run faster, lungs heaving, and heart pounding. She ran for her life only turning occasionally to shoot a closing monster with her trusty bow. Dwindling was her ammo so she must look for cover.
Off to her right was a fallen tree so she ran for it and jumped over looking for any cover even she knew her time was up. She let her back rest against the rough bark to take some deeps breaths before peeking out and firing some quick shots. Two more arrows left. She killed the closet female on the right, and male coming up on her left, and then she was defenseless.
Paige was good with her crossbow, and it had saved her many times as she was a dead-on shot who got the heart almost every time, but even the best shooter must eventually lose, she guessed. So she knelt down behind the tree and waited for her turn to meet the Grim Reaper.
The Vampires were barreling down with gnashing and saliva dripping from their lolling tongues. Suddenly, there was a whoosh sound that filled her head, and paige was jerked backwards. She flew through the air in the arms of a Vampire who was strong enough to be able to fly. The beat of his wings echoed in her ears. The male Vamp took her to a dark castle that was high on a mountain cliff.
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The most beautiful lady paige ever saw glided up beside the Vampire King and lain one hand on his shoulder and the other on paige's head. Looking into her eyes was oblivion. Paige was embraced by the Queen, and she felt like she was at home.
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In future blogs i will go deeper into what i learned in the Vampire Community while i was participating. My blogs "When Children are Afraid to be Alone with a Bit on Protecting Your Childe" @ http://citedinfo.blogspot.com/2017/06/when-children-are-afraid-to-be-alone.html, and "Signs of Astral Attack and a Goode Light Cleasnsing Method" @ http://citedinfo.blogspot.com/2017/06/signs-of-astral-attack-and-goode-light.html have some further details and some tips for cleansing and protection that are not always published in other articles written by those who have never been part of the Community.
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