1: New York Minute
Choices.
We make them everyday, all day. Most of the time, the ones we do make are small and insignificant to our lives: what we wear, what we eat, which way we go to work, and the things we shop for. All are mundane and we hardly think twice when we make them.
With age, the amount of choices we make and the consequences of them are more severe than mommy and daddy grounding us: whether or not to take that hit from the joint, whether or not to drive home after one too many beers, whether or not to cheat on a test or a significant other, whether or not to race the guy in the next lane.
Most of us take for granted that we have the right to make such decisions. That when we go to sleep at night and wake the next day we will still have the ability and will still be ourselves.
Unfortunately, some of us wake and find that we no longer have those choices.
That someone made a choice for us, without asking, just did and we are meant to suffer the consequences.
One could argue that never aging, being so beautiful that movie stars would envy their looks; having impossibly fast speed and being strong are more helpful than a hinder. But, with everything in life, all these amazing things come with a hefty price that some may not be able to bear. While some people spend their lifetimes searching for the fountain of eternal youth, the rest of us want to grow old with a partner and reproduce-it’s human instinct to want these things.
But therein lies the difference-for you are no longer human.
You are a monster, an abomination that makes Dr. Frankenstein’s creation pale in comparison.
You no longer possess the human qualities you once had-sleeping, eating, (well like a human anyways) reproducing, aging. All are gone.
For good.
Until now.
It was once thought that once you were changed you were forever stuck that way. I, however, have found a way to save those that crave the normality of human life. Those that did not choose this and want to regain the ability to be normal again.
And so that is what I do: I travel from country to country, examining those that are amongst the creatures of the night and dark and I offer them the chance to convert back to what they once were: human. It has taken me many centuries to perfect this and now many people are just that again-people.
I do not charge for my services, to see these creatures turned back into simple humans, all smiles and gratitude is more than any amount of money. Of course not all welcome me and my gift with open arms, many a time I have been rejected and in severe cases driven out of the town I was in.
But if this is the life that those want, then to each his own.
To some, I am a blessing. To others, I am a curse. Either way, I shall continue my ways until I find every vampire that wants to be converted and I shall see that they are. Impossible is nothing and I will succeed with time and patience.
Currently I am headed for Forks, Washington. Not just to offer my services but to fulfill the promises of those that have served me faithfully. Promises I must keep.
Choices.
We make them everyday, all day. Most of the time, the ones we do make are small and insignificant to our lives: what we wear, what we eat, which way we go to work, and the things we shop for. All are mundane and we hardly think twice when we make them.
With age, the amount of choices we make and the consequences of them are more severe than mommy and daddy grounding us: whether or not to take that hit from the joint, whether or not to drive home after one too many beers, whether or not to cheat on a test or a significant other, whether or not to race the guy in the next lane.
Most of us take for granted that we have the right to make such decisions. That when we go to sleep at night and wake the next day we will still have the ability and will still be ourselves.
Unfortunately, some of us wake and find that we no longer have those choices.
That someone made a choice for us, without asking, just did and we are meant to suffer the consequences.
One could argue that never aging, being so beautiful that movie stars would envy their looks; having impossibly fast speed and being strong are more helpful than a hinder. But, with everything in life, all these amazing things come with a hefty price that some may not be able to bear. While some people spend their lifetimes searching for the fountain of eternal youth, the rest of us want to grow old with a partner and reproduce-it’s human instinct to want these things.
But therein lies the difference-for you are no longer human.
You are a monster, an abomination that makes Dr. Frankenstein’s creation pale in comparison.
You no longer possess the human qualities you once had-sleeping, eating, (well like a human anyways) reproducing, aging. All are gone.
For good.
Until now.
It was once thought that once you were changed you were forever stuck that way. I, however, have found a way to save those that crave the normality of human life. Those that did not choose this and want to regain the ability to be normal again.
And so that is what I do: I travel from country to country, examining those that are amongst the creatures of the night and dark and I offer them the chance to convert back to what they once were: human. It has taken me many centuries to perfect this and now many people are just that again-people.
I do not charge for my services, to see these creatures turned back into simple humans, all smiles and gratitude is more than any amount of money. Of course not all welcome me and my gift with open arms, many a time I have been rejected and in severe cases driven out of the town I was in.
But if this is the life that those want, then to each his own.
To some, I am a blessing. To others, I am a curse. Either way, I shall continue my ways until I find every vampire that wants to be converted and I shall see that they are. Impossible is nothing and I will succeed with time and patience.
Currently I am headed for Forks, Washington. Not just to offer my services but to fulfill the promises of those that have served me faithfully. Promises I must keep.
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up or down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, you don’t like him.
Boredom, you wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
You get in trouble when looking for fun,
You get so tired when the day is done.
Soon as you get in bed,
You remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
You should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up or down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, you don’t like him.
Boredom, you wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
You get in trouble when looking for fun,
You get so tired when the day is done.
Soon as you get in bed,
You remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
You should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
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First get a cup of water and fill it half way then take your favorite necklace or bracelet and dip it in the water the add some salt and stir it with the jewelry in it once it has dissolved add your favorite lotion only 3 squirts then dip your finger in and say the spell below
Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a top to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be
Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a top to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be
Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the kitchen is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the animals that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.