Vampire's Campfire Story

Now listen to what I tell you,
it’s something you all need to learn,
of a creature who walks in daylight,
where vampires sizzle and burn.
You’ll know them by their complexion,
all are tanned, some darkened by the light,
their teeth are freakishly even,
and lord how they do love to fight!
There’s no magic to their methods,
just their accursed technology,
knives, flamethrowers, and all those guns,
shooting things at high velocity.
They take the garlic that kills us,
and they eat it, they think it’s great!
If you really get them pissed off
they rampage and exterminate.
You wonder why so few of us
can be found when the sun goes down?
These daywalkers will dig us up
and stake our bodies to the ground!
But worst of all is how they feed,
it’s so savage it will stop your breath,
they don’t feed on blood to survive,
they cut up and eat your very flesh!
Leaving nothing but bones behind,
and sometimes they take even those,
I’ve seen them crack the bones open
and slurp out the very marrow!
They even turn the night to day,
use their tools to see your body heat,
I swear you must beware the humans,
to them we are nothing but meat…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Ermine Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 9:03 PM
... Totally twisted awesome idea. Executed with your colloquial flair.
Crabtree Avatar
October 15, 2020 at 4:58 PM
This is an interesting story, David. I really enjoyed it! Is this about the Predator aliens? :) ~Angie
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October 15, 2020 at 6:32 PM
Not really. The idea was what stories would vampire's tell around a campfire to scare each other. Just as we tell scary stories about vampires to scare, I figured the vampires would tell scary stories about us, since we walk in the daylight where they can't, and have a dozen ways to kill them (per fiction, off course). It kind of grew from there.
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