Most people think vampires don’t exist, well that is tosh because I have proof they do and they gorge themselves on human blood and carry out this god awful practice at unsociable hours.
I thought my home was secure, it was after all covered in nets and I wouldn´t willingly invite anyone in who I didn’t know. But last night I got what was coming to me for being complacent and I got it good!
At midnight I turned off the light and fell asleep only to be woken by what I thought were voices. The window was open, so perhaps it was just the melody of insects and other night creatures singing. Then in a nerve destroying moment it suddenly struck me, the voices emanated from a nightly get-together of repulsive monstrosities.
Zing-zing-a-zzzz!” shrieked the relentless voice in the darkness. Bzzzzzzzzzz went the conversation at the side of my bed. I felt a small tickle on my arm and at the speed of light the repugnant creature was injecting my skin. I had been attacked by a mosquito Aaaahhhh! Stung! The horror of that bitter moment!
I fought not to scratch the affected area knowing it would only get worse but it was driving me crazy. By the time I turned on the light it had sucked my blood and caused my skin to itch and I found a bulging swelling on my elbow and hand. I had become a mosquito burrito and they were looking upon me as their meal ticket and having a feast.
I swore and searched all over the ceiling and walls until I finally spotted in the corner a single female elegantly lolling and enjoying her success. She wasn´t satisfied and it wasn´t long before I heard a light buzzing noise move swiftly near my ears, she was waiting for second helpings!
It was me against the mosquito and I swear she looked me in the eye as I screamed “You sucked my blood; you will pay with your life.” I tried to splat her by slapping my hands against my body. It must have looked ridiculous to anyone watching as if I was dancing around the bedroom jumping up and down and hitting myself. I felt powerless but I would not let my enemy escape before I could deliver the fatal blow. Frustrated I slapped my forehead and suddenly realised I had killed the mossie. The way I hear it, only pregnant female mosquitoes drink blood. I was elated, if only all the females could be killed – if there weren’t any females then they would be extinct
Finally, exhausted and ready for sleep, I went to the window to close it and outside on my mossie net was a family of mosquitoes standing quietly swing their antennas. Then a voice shrieked, “You killed our bread-winner – we are here for revenge!”
I was flabbergasted. I can’t believe those blood sucking scavengers got me to the point I could hear them talking.
WARNING: If you see anyone looking like these vampires above – run like hell!!