I Think WAY Too Much!
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Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write, and my contribution:
Dear An Evil Nymph,
I am sick. Sick and tired of this life. A thousand years had passed since I was born as a vampire. No, I was bitten, like everyone else. I was only a baby at that time. Left to myself.
The Unpredicted series continues with a new Picture it & Write! Enjoy!
Distorted.
That was how I felt when Caleb kissed me. Flashes of dead bodies encircling me; pictures of expressionless faces. But one single image kept on nagging me. It was a young girl. Enclosed in an empty room. Her eyes were cold and distant, yet she fixed them on me.
A death stare.
I’m a bit late I know, I’m sorry. Anyway, here’s finally this week’s Picture it & Write and the continued ‘Unpredicted’ series!
The loud music beat the walls of the hall and echoed through my ears unintelligibly while the multicoloured lights wobbled around. The scent of food and alcohol swarmed over the place, mingled with sweat. The bodies swayed and jumped all over the dancefloor. There were shouts and sing-along’s.
But I took no notice. None of them caught my attention. I was frozen in the middle of all this strange chaotic party, which had been organised by the drama club in honour of the new semester. I forgot all about my little black sleeveless dress which stuck uncomfortably to my skin and the glass of champagne my hand was holding for hours. Nothing mattered.
Here continues the ‘Unpredicted’ series with another Picture it & Write!
Do you believe in what some would call the uplifting of human consciousness? Do you believe in not only physical but mental evolution? What happens when someone has achieved a level of higher consciousness and sees with new sharpened eyes, hears with more sensitive ears, smells things that are kilometres away? What is going on as every little part of the world has opened up for us to see things clearer… for us to understand and know better?
Back to the ‘Unpredicted’ series! 
So here’s this week’s picture it and write:
With years of perseverance and practice, a vampire was able to refrain from jumping at any human being and sucking all their blood. That was why I, Clare, was still alive, although a few moments earlier, Caleb, who I once thought was a very close friend but who turned out to be a bloodsucking vampire, had been draining a poor man, hidden in the fogs, on the bridge that separated the sophisticated city and the dark evergreen forest.
The ‘Unpredicted’ series continues with another Picture it & Write!
A bridge, it created a link between two different worlds, it made way for us to discover new horizons. My mother used to tell it to me when we would be walking hand in hand on the bridge which would lead us to an amazing park. A wild forest, they called it, but I did not believe that dancing trees and singing birds were considered wild. It was the most peaceful place I have ever gone to.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted some fiction! And I have to catch up on ‘Unpredicted’ – a mini series of short stories which is inspired weekly by Picture it & Write You can see that I’ve published a new page just below the ‘An Evil Nymph’ banner, next to the ‘Another Blog!’ tab, called ‘The ‘Unpredicted’ series’ where I’ll be updating the ‘chapters’ (if we should call these chapters) of the series as it progresses every week…
Check it out!
Now here’s last week picture (which I did get to write on time because I had to do the ‘Sites of the Month’ post…):
I was browsing through my pile of songs I wrote when I was 13-14 and I was surprised to see that I had written at least 13 complete songs! And when I went through some of them the memories and the childish melody came to my mind, as if they have simply been incrusted in each page, waiting for a reader…
I rarely write any songs or poems unless wild feelings take over me completely. I am more at ease with prose. That’s why I was surprised when I opened my files…
So today I wanted to share with you one of the 13, called “Always be there for you”. This song has been adapted to an unfinished short story named “Live or Die”. It’s about vampire love 
cliché you’d say? Hey, I was only 13!
