Nothing but a sheet.

Days go by. I never imagined there was worse than being a vampire but there is. I mean this... this is nothing. Some days it feels like I'm just floating around the earth hoping for a purpose. Atleast as a vampire i could feel. As a ghost i feel nothing.

I am nothing! Just a spirit that haunts the city. Why did this happen? I can't explain it. How can a vampire wake one day as a ghost?

Somedays I pray for the day that I die. For real this time. I don't know how much more I can take. I went from hiding, to vanishing.

My family are dead.

My friends are dead.

And now im nothing. Nothing but a sheet.

I want to feel. I want to be sad, depressed, hopeful.

Yet i am nothing. Nothing but a sheet.

The End

7 comments about this story Feed