Damn voices in my head….
I was a vampire. It wasn’t something that I had wanted, but the more I thought of it the more I realised that this was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Thanks to James, and I couldn’t believe that I was actually thanking that evil creature, but thanks to James I was going to be able to stay with Edward and the Cullens forever. As I stared at my reflection in the mirror that Alice had brought for me I wondered what kind of vampire I would make. Would I be as klutzy as I had been as a human? Would I get into as much trouble? Would I still attract as much unwanted attention by the vampire world? There were so many questions, but I really didn’t care. I was a vampire, and that fact filled me with more happiness than I had ever known.
When the voices start echoing in my head I have to write it down or else they won’t disappear. It’s kinda horrible but can’t be avoided since there are so many characters of my own creation and that I’ve read rambling up in my noggin. This was only a fraction of what I wrote, but it DID take away from my essay writing time…speaking of which I have 1909 words out of 2500-3000k. I’m getting there, slowly.
Must. Get. Back. To. Work.