Last night I was talking to a girl i met about three days ago. I had never talked to her that much before...but...since she was alone and I didn't have any other thing to do I approached to her and asked her for a cigarrette. She told me she didn't smoke...not anymore...she had to quit, then I asked her why did she HAD to quit and that's when our real conversation started.
"It's a horrible vice, besides, I don't seem to find any kind of satisfaction in it..not since...well...some things have been taking place"
"What things?"
"It's complicated...You wouldn't understand...your'e too normal"
Normal??...NORMAL!!??...Me?...Obviously she didn't know what she was talking about! It was clear she didn't know me...at all! Anyway...she noticed my face and she said...
"What?...what's wrong?"
"Well...you just...I mean...aren't you?...aren't you "normal?"
"Hahaha...listen kid,it's too complicated for you...you wouldn't understand...you'd freak out. Just forget about it."
"No, trust me, I don't get scared so easily."
"You really want to know don't you?"-And she stared at me with this very strange look in her eyes...so dark...so creepy...so deadly.
"I do wanna know? I mean it can't be that bad...right?"
"Okay..since you're insisting so much, I'm gonna tell you...I'll tell you my story, it's a long one so I hope you got time."
"Got all night. Go on...shoot."
"Well..have you ever been scared of something? I mean really scared, not the-monster-under-my-bed kinda scared. So scared you believe that something's huntig you down...stalking you?...following you?"
"Hmmm...Yeah...I mean...sort of"
"Yeah, horrible huh? you're so scared of something...something that is right behind you, something that is really near you, that may, in any moment take over you."
"Yes."
"Well...I was once scared too. I kept having these dreams, horrible dreams, I saw them all around me, and there was nothing I could do abouti it, I could just watch.
I couldn't take it, not any longer, it was really driving me nuts; till the day came, the day when I had the worst dream of all, the one in wich the completely took over me, not only were they all around me, but also inside me, but...the worst part is...it wasn't that bad, I mean...I kinda liked it y´know." "Next day I woke up feeling completely different, I just didn't feel scared anymore."
"I don't get it. I mean...what's wrong 'bout that? The fear was gone wasn't it?"
"Yeah, The bad part is when everything started to change, I started getting away from my "friends", I barely spoke to people, I didn't eat anymore, didn't feel hungry, I started quitting on everything -there goes the ciggarrette-, I barely came out of my room and...I just could go out at night. Later on I started getting interested on cementeries, but not google-search kinda interested, night-walk kinda interested, I spent lot of time there, I felt...at home. Then came the blood part, everytime I saw someone bleed and I felt hungry. After that I just couldn't take watching crucifixes or any religious stuff. Then I kept bitting my own lips, my eyeteeth weren't not an eyeteeth anymore, they became freaking fangs."
"Wow!...that's kinda creepy. But what's the really scary part?"
"Wow...kid! You were right, you don't get scared easily! I'm surprised! Ok...anyways...the scary part is that after everything changed, when I got really mad at people, I would just hunt them down at night and just...y'know...eat."
"Amazing!"
"Yup! there...you had it...my story."
"Cool...but...hey, what did you say you were afraid of again?"
"Uuum...No...I didn't say" She picked up her bag and stood up, "I was scared of VAMPIRES" And just before she turned away and left she said "Gotta go now kid, it was nice talking to you, have a nice night."
Then I got up, thinking, "vampires...wow".
Then I got home. I won't tell you what happened next, just that...I find it funny...I didn't have to quit smoking.
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