Midnight on the roof of my four storey home.

It wasn’t normal for a vampire to have a phobia about heights. I‘d been stuck up there for a few days now, luckily finding some heavy tarpaulin that shielded me from sunlight during the long hours whilst I tried to think up ways to get myself down. Tried is the operative word. I felt brain dead. Didn't even have a cell phone.

As for telepathy, that's just an urban legend. I've never read anyone's thoughts, nor sensed another like me. I was so grateful for the first time in my life, that mom never sent me out of the house without a pocketful of snack bars, she seemed to have a fear of me being stuck down a well, or in a car accident down a ravine or other such disasters. She has a very vivid imagination and cuts out newspaper articles of disasters to stick into a book, always reading them before bed. Not a good idea for insomnia.

I'm surprised there's an absence of police helicopters, hostage negotiators, media and police.

I wonder why she isn't out looking for me.

I'm only on the roof.


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Anglea (joined over 9 years ago)

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