This section has problems pertaining to dealing with “everyday” (everynight?) things for vampires. It can get in a light vein, but I would prefer it to be mainly enlightening (jeez, can I quit with these day puns, already???) as to actual problems that vampires have to deal with on a day-to-day (aaarrrggghhh!!!) basis. If you have a unique or unusual vampire-related problem or situation you’d like me to consider adding to the Problems Vampires Have section, send it in here.
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I’ve been having this pretty bad problem: I can’t tell anyone about me, well what I am. It’s not the fact that I can’t trust anyone; it’s just their reaction I can’t take. There is really no one here to donate, so I often have to resort to things like myself and animals — it’s never enough, though. And I can’t tell my mom. She would send me to a mental institution. So I’m lonely and hungry most of the time…and I’m weirding out my friends lately, too. Every time they bleed, I get this excited twinge of a feeling and I ask if I can help them. They look at me like I straight up told them they were going to die. This always creeps people out. I just want a friend…someone who I can connect with, someone who’s been through this, who understands. It’s becoming a real bummer lately.
Contributed by Vantessa
fiestyred (at) hotmail.com
My problem is I’m 14, and some of my friends think it’s cool to pretend to be vampires. When they start to pretend around me I get uncomfortable because none of them know that I am a vampire and I’m afraid to tell them; yet what they see as truth is mostly fiction.
Contributed by DeathTears
I’m in my teens and I recently discovered that I’m a vamp. This is a problem. My mother (who is my sole confidant) doesn’t believe in vampires. The last time I started researching vampires, my mother grounded me for weeks and took me to a therapist, which was not fun. I’m constantly having to explain to my friends that I’m sensitive to sunlight, and I’m also having to live with my mother telling me, “Maybe you wouldn’t be so tired if you’d go to bed earlier!” I live in Iowa so I’m constantly having problems with the sunlight and humidity. Plus, I’m always having to put up with my friends going, “Why are you always so bitchy?”, thanks to my mood swings. And lastly, I, like many others, have had problems with idiots who think it is their duty to turn me into a pile of dust thanks to Buffy marathons; as well as having to put up with the blood thing.
Thanks for letting me rant!!
vampirechick_7 (at) hotmail.com
Two of my main problems. The first one is one that most vampires actually enjoy, and that is hyper-sensitivity to sound. As a child, I had an inner ear infection that eroded the bones in my ear. This means that my hearing has been less than perfect for most of my childhood. But in the last few years, not only has my hearing returned to normal, it’s gone beyond it. Every time someone turns on a TV I hear a constant high-pitched squealing noise that gives me a splitting headache if it doesn’t get turned off quickly (no TV for me) and I get the same thing from some computers (I swear I can hear the hardware working… and I can hear computer fans really loudly) and some ATMs. My bedroom is on the opposite side of the house to the kitchen, but I can hear someone closing the microwave door when I’m in bed with the covers over my head. Not fun for when I’m trying to sleep during the day.
The other problem is, of course, light. My whole family is blue-eyed, but none of them ever had a problem quite like my eyes. Every time I go out into the sun, I can’t see for a good five minutes, and when I can see it hurts like hell even on an overcast day. When I go to the dentist, she shines a light over my mouth to get a better view, and even with my eyes squeezed shut it hurts so much that I end up with tears all down my face. She puts glasses on me, and then with my eyes closed it is just bearable. Some days I can’t even go outside because I simply can’t see. And, of course, my skin burns in an instant. I wear the strongest sunblock I can buy every day, and still after a few seconds in the sun my skin feels like its burning. I have to wear long sleeves and coats every day, and hang my hair over my face. Not fun.
Contributed by Lady Ella
My twin brother and I are awakening vampires, but he refuses to accept it. Personally, I love being a blood vamp for my insomnia because I love the night. However, I do hate school out here in a desert of southern California. The heat is excruciatingly painful and it’s worse when I wear sweatshirts and pants to keep out of the sun. The dress code for my school is ridiculous and I have to constantly explain why I wear what I do in 80-110 degree heat. I also hate Cali’s fame for its beaches, to which my mom always tries to bring me every summer.
Another big problem are my own friends. I told my friend, Theresa, that I was a vamp, and she said she was cool with it as long she didn’t become a donor. Theresa really loves to do research on vampires, and she’s trying to write a story that is pretty much exactly the same as my life, including my ignorant brother. Unfortunately, Theresa is a blabber-mouth and told some of my other friends who I do not trust with a secret like this. So now everyone thinks I’m some sort of killer freak.
Once, I snuck into a party Theresa was invited to and I wasn’t. Next thing I know, the cops break up the party looking for me. Theresa later informed me that she saw some kid on the phone saying there was a “killer” in the house. At first, she thought that the kid was pulling off some prank call not long after I had gotten there. Now we both think that the kid replaced vampire with “killer” to (1) get me out as soon as possible, and (2) get the cops to take him seriously. Luckily for us, Theresa and I snuck out as the cops came and discovered teens my age and older drinking alcohol.
I also hate that my mom was friends with our family dentists. A few years ago, they ground my canines, or “fangs”, down without telling me or charging my parents. Now I am trying to convince my mother, who grounds me just for going to a vampire-related site, to buy me caps. My life sucks even more when most of my family are vegetarians. Like I said, I love the night and consider insomnia a blessing; that is, until I have to wake up at 6:00 AM for school the next day. I guess life will suck for anyone.
Contributed by Millie
Okay, I may be only 14, but these are some problems I have had to deal with every day!
Where to start? The most annoying thing that happens to me is my mom and dad. You see, I am adopted, and recently found out from my real mom and dad’s best friend that I am a vampire. But the only problem is, my adopted mom and dad hate anyone that is considered “not normal”, and so does the rest of my city! So as you can see, there are no vampires around here to talk to or get advice from… Anyways, I have to hide my identity ALL THE TIME! I mean, how am I supposed to explain when I am sick, that 97.9 F IS a high temperature for me?
Next, what about the sunlight? My mom and dad make me go to school EVERY DAY. And unlike most schools, there are no window shades and there is a wall of windows on the outside wall in every room. Normally I don’t mind it, but once every month it gets really bad. So, while trying to explain to the teachers that the only reason I am wearing my shades is because the sunlight is really bright and it bothers me, the rest of the kids in my grade are commenting things like, “Who does she think she is, a vampire?” and my favorite, “I have come to suck your blood.”
How about something that gets on everybody’s nerves: the thirst for blood. Sure, I could always eat raw meat, but my parents are vegetarians and hate that stuff. And if I go over to a friend’s house and they just happen to have steak, it just seems weird for a teenage girl to eat raw, not even barely cooked, steak.
And don’t let me forget the fact that I am highly athletic. If you see someone playing a sport around here, even with guys, you bet I am there (and whipping everyone’s butt, too). I am also the one tackling/injuring other people. There is never a game without a lot of bloodshed from someone. And every time that happens, well, I get all vampy inside and it kills me to just see all that precious blood bleed away…
Let’s see here, damned nocturnal habits. Sometimes, no matter how worn out I am, I can stay up all night and be sleeping like a rock when it’s time to go to school. And then during school I try to stay awake, but usually end up sleeping through lectures and lunch in the darkest corner I can find.
And last, but not least, I hate those movies and TV shows like Blade, Buffy, and let’s not forget Van Helsing, that mock us and take us literally. I mean, can’t they tone down that mindless, superhuman demon-out-to-destroy-the-human-race thing?
Contributed by The Dark Renegade
I live in the so-called “Bible Belt states” and this has caused a serious problem for me. There are these kids who think they know I’m a vampire and have been “hunting” me for a while now. I have been unable to secure their identities so I can’t press charges. I go for walks at night and sometimes they find me and proceed to chase me down. I’m way too fast and sneaky for them, but I’m afraid to stop and just say, “Hey, what do you want?” They called the police on me and reported that I was assaulting people and stealing blood from blood banks. The cops couldn’t find anything (there wasn’t anything to find) so they let me go with the words, “We’ll be keeping an eye on you.” I asked them who reported me, but they said, “Let’s leave them out of this, welp.” sigh No more walks for me…
I had a problem over the summer because I was working with children. Apart from them occasionally hurting themselves and bleeding and coming to me to get a plaster and a hug, and also getting my bloodlust going, I had a problem with the fact that because they are so innocent, it is impossible to pull the wool over their eyes.
I have a few scars on my arm and wrists and as my work shirt was short-sleeved, I’d normally wear a fishnet to hide them. Until I forgot one day. Most of them didn’t notice and to those that did, I said that I got a tattoo removed and squirmed out of the awkward questions that followed. But there was one girl there who I got to know very well. She was into rock music and paganism!! She was so cool. We spent a lot of time together chatting about stuff, and a few of the others would join us. Someone mentioned Buffy and suddenly we were talking about what we would do if we were vampires (she would go and find Spike and settle down happily ever after, lol). Through this conversation, that happened several times, and she kept looking at me as though she knew. She also put two and two together about the scars on my arm without me saying a word to her. But it wasn’t just her.
Because there was freedom with how I could dress, I wore, apart from the shirt, what I usually wear: black and eyeliner. During the first few days, lots of the kids questioned if I “was a goth?”. Just to be easy and avoid long explanations, I said I was and they all reacted differently, but one of the popular questions was, “So, are you, like, into vampires and stuff?”. As I got to know them, over the weeks they all treated me differently from the other play-leaders; I’m convinced that some of them knew what I was, especially the girl I got to know. And it’s not just the children I know that act differently — children in the street look at me funny, not scared or alarmed or anything; they look intrigued, as though they are trying to figure me out. And when you are working with them, you really don’t want them to work you out.
I am a recently awakened vampire at the young age of 14, and my main problem is school. With the noisy screaming people and the fluorescent lights, I always get very bad headaches, and I get very irritable. Of course, I scare everybody at my school and they do suspect me of being a vampire. But what they don’t know is that I’m always draining them as they’re hissing or pointing at me.
Anyways, the other day at school we had a fire drill. Of course we had to evacuate out the closest doors and the fire alarm was right beside my head. The lights and the yelling kids and the bell all mixed together, creating a very huge headache and I puked because of all the stress; I hurled as soon as we got outside. That really sucked.
My mother thinks that I need glasses because of the constant migraines and because I’m usually in my room (bless my thick, dark curtains). She doesn’t know that I am what I am, although it really wouldn’t surprise her. I’m wiccan and she knows about it, and she was accepting of it, but if I walked up to her and said something like, “Hey, Mom…I’m a vampire and I steal people’s energy!”, she would probably sign me up for even more psychotherapy. Heh…but yeah…damn school and those whiney, little kids. Grrr.
I hate people that make fun of other vampires when they, themselves, are vampires. To the person that just posted the F****** post of stupid Hot Topic kids [on the message board], respect your fellow vampires. Don’t worry, I won’t track you down and steal your dog. I was reading this stupid post of stupid Hot Topic kids, and I got insulted because I myself am a teen and am out of the coffin; that’s what I call it when a person is open about being a vampyre. I don’t like vampyre movies or books or getting too much from Hot Topic or plastic fangs. The more the people recognize us, the more they understand, and the more they understand, the more they respect. Sanguinarius, now I understand how you feel about Father Sebastian. I love you, Sanguinarius. I’m your Number 1# Fan.
[From Sangi: Awww, shucks… blushes humbly]
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