Hallucinating Scorning Angels: Chapter Two

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Caroline Hoard writes, Hallucinating Scorning Angels: Chapter Two You never really know what will happen, until it happens.

Hallucinating Scorning Angels: Chapter Two You never really know what will happen, until it happens. You never really know what you will do when it happens, until it happens. Do you get what I mean? Let me say it differently: IT WASN’T MY FAULT. I didn’t know I was a vampire right when I woke up, I only knew that something wasn’t really right. My sisters, who were lying beside me, were starting to stir in rigid, fast moves. I stood up, quicker than usual, and looked around me. I was lying in a cemetery, which you must know wasn’t a usual thing for me. Something was definetly wrong. And then I noticed her. There she was, staring at me like I was something disgusting and evil. And I was. I mean, am. But I didn’t know it then. She wrinkled her nose at me in that way that I had seen so many times, and that I had hated. She shuddered, her thin shoulders violently shaking. She had never gained any weight since her husband died. She again looked me over and, seeing the undieing hatred in my eyes, started to slowly, slowly inch backwards. I, of course, could not let her escape so easily. The next few minutes happened by so quickly…I didn’t know what I was doing until I had done it. In seconds I was right by her, pressing her against the wall, snarling. She started to scream for help, and of course I couldn’t let her do that. And before I knew it, she was dead, with two perfect punch marks in her neck made by me. Her perfect blue eyes were wide open in shock, unmoving, unblinking. There was not an ounce of blood left in her tiny, broken body. And that is how I killed Mrs. Woods. As I said, you never know how you will act in that certain situation.