Friday Fictioneers: One photo, one story of 100 words.
There are things you know you’ll miss—for me it was cheeseburgers, that particular satisfaction of drinking a cold beer after a long day out on the lake. Then there are the people; the ones who grow old and fade away, leaving you alone like the last skeletal leaf clinging to a tree when the snow starts falling. That part was harder, watching parents and friends wither into nothing, into food for worms. They didn’t tell me I would miss my reflection, that I would slowly forget my own face. Sometimes, I’m not certain I exist. Then, I get thirsty.
27 thoughts on “Reflect”
Thank you so much!
Excellent!! Vampires often leave me a little, shall I say, cold. You brought this one to, shall I say, life. Good job.
Thank you! So glad you enjoyed it. The very first Friday Fictioneers story I wrote also had a mirror and a vampire, but I couldn’t resist repeating myself a bit.
Surely vampires can still have cheeseburgers and beer? 😛
They can, but it wont taste as delicious as BLAHHHHHD
Particularly poignant, as I watch my mother get smaller and smaller over time, as if she’s physically disappearing. Nice work
Thank you so much–that’s a difficult thing to deal with.
Vampires have such a hard time of it… yet still I can’t empathise. Nice take on the prompt.
Thank you! And it’s hard to empathize with someone who sees you as dinner
A nice little insight into the oft-forgotten disadvantages to being one of the undead. Nice!
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.
Did you just… Seriously…. Pick up that gauntlet, young lady!
I shan’t! And you can’t make me! *Flounces away in flouncy-est of 1800s dresses*
sorry it’s such a sad and lonely life, but that”s as empathetic asIi wish to get.
Now I’m out of here.
Sorry if that makes you lonelier, but self-preservation is the key.
After all, isn’t that what you’re trying to achieve, too?!
It’s a hard-knock life for Vampires with you guys! I’m not sure this vain vampire really deserves much sympathy, though.
OOHHH! Love the list of things missed. Then the last – the reflection. Well done.
Glad you enjoyed it! I was thinking about how unfortunate it would be to not be able to taste your favorite foods.
I never thought I’d ever say it but I really love your vampire story. Beautifully written, full of pathos and emotion.
Thank you, Rochelle! My first ever participation in FF was another mirror story and another vampire–I think it’s kind of a fun benchmark to see my own progress. If I may say so myself, I think this one is much better than the first.
Too bad s/he didn’t just get thirsty for beer. 🙂 One of the better vampire stories I’ve read.
High praise indeed, Janet, with all the vampire stories floating around! Thanks for reading and glad you enjoyed it!
Hannah, I could just see Dracula eating a cheeseburger and drinking beer. I suppose it would be to a vampire’s advantage to try and fit in, as it would be easier to lure victims. They might like blood sausage. Some non-vampires like that. Good, well-written story. 🙂 —Susan
Susan–all I can think of now is Count Chocula. Maybe they can still taste “human food” after all! I’m picturing Dracula in a flannel, brooding over a PBR, like any good undead hipster should. Glad you liked it!!
Dear Hannah, Cute vampire story and I hope he can taste the beer and cheeseburger! It is good!
Maybe there’s still hope! Glad you enjoyed it.
Pure and simple, loved it!