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Summer 1991

Over the summer, I finished the book ‘Interview with the vampire’, and began my journey into

he Vampire Lestat’. I spent my days sleeping and my nights reading, locked in my room away

from my father. I ventured into the kitchen for food when everyone was sleeping. I heard my

father grumbling in his sleep and speaking some unintelligable words mixed with whimpers. My

parents had long since been sleeping in seperate rooms, and my mother’s room was silent, all

but her snoring.

I crept past my brother’s room which was locked. I always had the urge to rap upon his door

just to irritate him. I wonder why I had such mischevious thoughts. His door was

silent. I saw the little smurf sticker that I had placed on his otherwise bare door. Brainy

smurf smiled at me as if he had some secret. hehe Maybe he was really gay and was hiding in

his little smurf closet. The thought tickled me and i stiffled a laugh. I ventured down the

dark hallway and through the kitchen. There I surveyed the room wondering what snack I would

attack. I looked in the frig and then in the cupboard, I found some beanie weanies and a

nutty buddy. I grabbed those and a soda…stard at the bottle of ‘cooking wine’that my

brother was fooling my parents with and closed the curtain to the cupboard. I heard the

crickeets screaming outside and hesitated. I heard something else there too. It sounded just

like someone scratching the window. I thought of poltergeist, when the little boy heard the

tree scratching his window right before the possessed tree pulled him from his room and

tried to swallow him whole. I shivered then smiled.

I sat my can of beanies down and leaned over the sink. The outside was illuminated by the

porch light. I could only see a couple feet into the darkness. The wind blew lightly and the

light bulb swung throwing shadows on the porch. “Pfft, nothing…you silly girl”, I thought,

“just all that vampire reading got you spooked.

But I vouched against going outside tonight, I was actually afraid, yes afraid…lil ole me.

I returned to my room and read about Magnus…about when he made Lestat into a vampire.

June 12, 1991

Today, the Theatre de Vampyre welcomed Claudia and Louis de Pointe du lac into their

coven…and I closed the book. Taking a long exhaled, I wandered outside to look at the

stars. It was clear and there were so many up there. There were no scratching noises outside

tonight, nor were there any crickets to keep me company. I sat on the concrete steps with my

back against the back door. My toes curled around the hard steps and my nipples grew erect

from the little breeze that blew across my sweaty chest. My waist long auburn hair was

draped over my shoulders and seemed to lay immune to the breeze. “Oh, i think the breeze

wishes to only arouse me.” I laughed.

I thought of Nasha and wondered if she was reading her copy of the vampire chronicles. Then

I heard the wind speak softly in my ears…it told me to be quiet and still my thoughts.

July 6,1991

We went camping again with my sister and her family. I always loved these vacations at

Sardis lake. Camping and fishing and swimming were always so much fun. As my father and my

brother n law stayed out all day fishing for bass and cropie, and while mother and my sister

gossiped about soap operas at the camp site; me and my neices played at the water’s edge.

Tonight we will have a fish fry while the men drink. Us women will clean up their mess and

sit under the stars.

I will read my book by latern light. I am reading the Queen of the Damned now. I really like

Baby Jenks, but I think she will die soon.