My Short Story.

A day in the Life of Damien DonkeyKong the Glowing Vampire

The only time that Damien DonkeyKong, yes DonkeyKong, could go anywhere was on days that it was raining or gloomy. Otherwise, he had to go out at night and there wasn't much open in the middle of the night. Not being able to go out in the day, unless it was rainy, was one of the many parts of being a vampire that he didn't like. Although one thing that he did like was how it made him look. His skin was much lighter than before, which made his hair look darker and his eyes more blue. He guessed that technically he could go out in the day, but most people would probably get a little freaked out when he started glowing like a lightsaber from Star Wars. Luckily he lived in London and it was pretty much raining all the time.

He had a lot today do today so he got out of bed, got dressed in his normal clothes, jeans, a black t-shirt, and boots, then he walked into the living room. Then he started to separate and the next thing he knew there were four more of him standing in the living room looking at him. Being able to to make four more of yourself and be in five places at one time was cool, he had to admit that, but it was very tiring and it was a pain to make sure people didn't notice it. Although most of the time he didn't have to worry about humans noticing it because they weren't very smart, at all. But he still had to be careful. He was still staring at the other four of himself. Although seeing so many of himself was one thing that he would never get used to. He doesn't know why it happens, but he hasn't met anyone else that can do it. Although, it's not really a very good conversation starter, “Excuse me sir can I ask you a question? Can you clone yourself like I can? If so how many of yourself can you make? I can make four!”

He didn't have to tell them what they had to do, because they already knew. They were him. They still had the same brain, thoughts, and memories. One of the downs of cloning himself was that when they separated he didn't know what the other hims were doing or thinking. He had to wait until they were all back and he became one person again to know how the whole day played out.

Today wasn't different than any other day, he'll stay home and do all the things that needed to be done around the house. One of him will go to work; he works in the basement of a warehouse, that manufactured toothpaste, by himself. All he did all day was unpack toothpaste, Nasty stuff, that toothpaste. He asked to work by himself in the basement that way no one would see him. Then if someone did see him when he was supposed to be working, then there wouldn't be a misunderstanding. One of him would see his friends of family. He spent more time with his friends, because they were vampires too, so there was nothing he had to hide. Although his family was a little harder to be around, if he spent too much time with him they would know that he was different. Plus they lived all the way in Wales, a four hour drive, but he hated not being able to see them when he wanted. He loved his mother, father, and his sister, but he was pretty sure that they thought he hated him, considering he left when he was sixteen, That's when he changed, and started “traveling”. That was his excuse, telling them that he was going all around the world. He even told him that he went to 42 Wallaby Way Sydney and they believed him, but in reality he did the same thing every day. One of him did the more enjoyable things at his second house like reading and playing the piano, and the last one of him fed. He didn't drink human blood, only animal blood. It was the only thing that could make him feel like less of a monster. He made sure to feed every day. He had never lost control around a human before and he didn't plan too.

He still remembers the change, before then he hated blood, the thought of it made him sick, but afterwards that's all he wanted. He was walking home in the middle of the night, although now he can't even remember where he had been coming from, He was just walking and then out of nowhere someone bit him and he was in agonizing pain. He realized what he was when he woke up, felt his fangs, and the horrible burning I his throat. He didn't go home after that. He bought an apartment in London, then called his family and told them that he was going to travel. He didn't even build up the courage to go see him until four years later.

Damien suddenly  realized that he was still standing in the living room and everyone else had left, probably about five minutes ago. He did this a lot, just stood or sat somewhere and thought about random things. You didn't really have to worry about wasting time when you lived forever. Realizing that he had nothing better to do, Damien walked into the Kitchen and started cleaning.