Lauren’s New Place
Lauren thought the abandoned water tower on the edge of town suited her needs. She arranged for a lawyer to purchase it on her behalf and then moved in. It was just her coffin and a few other personal effects, so she didn’t need all that much space.
Every early evening when she awoke she would find her letterbox stuffed full of junk mail. For some reason Lauren was rather irritated by this and it started to ruin the enjoyment of her new place. So one evening she glided into town and bought a No Junk Mail sticker. Once she got back home she stuck it to her letterbox. When she awoke the following evening she was pleased to find the letterbox was empty.
Lauren resumed her happy new life in the water tower: sleeping all day, draining random townspeople of their blood by night. All was good.
Joanne Fisher
word count: 148
This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #32.
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First world vampire problems. 😀
Nicely done. 🙂
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Very much so 😀
Thanks 🙂
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A vampire’s retreat? Nice one, like that. Though had I known, I would have walked more softly around it. 🙂
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As long as you weren’t round there when it was dark 🙂
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Not totally dark. I’m actually go by it again on this week’s photo-walk. Eyes keen for any signs … 🙂
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Be careful 😉
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Oh, I shall. I shall be fully alert for potential blood-suppers.
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So, all’s Hell that ends well…
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This is a lot of fun, Joanne.
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Thanks ❤
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A happy tale, with a bit of bite to it!
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😀
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Haha, I liked the turnaround – junk mail drained her, but she’s SO much worse!
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A slice of life with a very human vampire and precise down-to-earth realism. An enjoyable piece.
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Thanks 🙂
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Or, you know, drink the postal carrier’s blood…
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