Rebel Blood
I pull the curtains shut so the sun won’t bother me when it comes up and get into bed, clothes and all.
I lie awake for a long time, listening to the sounds of the house creaking and crackling, the vampires whispering past my room, and humans snorting in their sleep. Finally, when the birds start to sing, I fall asleep. Their song has always been my lullaby, my sign that it’s time for bed.
A flood of blinding light wakes me a few hours later. I gasp as the bright sun pierces through my eyelids. “Close the drapes,” I moan softly and hold my hand in front of my eyes.
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