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I am going through my awakening, and the thing that pisses me off most is school. i am a boarder at the boarding school I go to. The thing that annoys me most about the dorm I'm in is the curtains; they're just not dark enough! They're orange, which is better than the green ones in my old dorm, but still annoying, nonetheless! And, the way I'm on a top bunk, and I always wriggle about, restless, unable to sleep, -- and then falling asleep through class!! I hate waking up, without sunglasses in the middle of English, being asked a question by the teacher. He's already a pain in the arse as it is!! That's what I really hate about being a vampire. Oh, and having the need in a Practical Craft lesson, and hoping someone cuts themselves! That has got to be the worst!

Contributed by FreshBloodNeeded


I'm a seeker, not a vampire, but my homosexual friend is a vamp. One day he got a scratch on his nose, and I playfully licked off the ensuing blood.

Two weeks later, the Red Cross did a blood drive at our school, and I signed up to donate. At this point I should explain that the first time I'd tried to donate, I was too young, and the time after that I was too far under the weight minimum. So I really wanted to give something tangible to a good cause.

After I filled out their questionaire, they got edgy over the place where I'd checked the "yes" box to the question, "Have you come into contact with someone else's blood in the last six months?"

They were about to let me donate under a quarentined condition, but then they asked if my friend (I'd explained which blood I'd had) had had sex with another man at any time, ever. I had to say yes, and they had to say no because of the AIDS risk.

So be warned, kids! Know your friends, and if you're a vamp, know your donor!

Contributed by JD


i'm 18 and in the throws of awakening. I felt like I was a vamp since kindergarten. I had red-tinted sunglasses because Iwas photosensitive, watched vamp shows (anyone remember The Little Vampire?). I believed I was one, though a tv/movie one (no one to tell me otherwise), and I'm generally hypersensitive (and always have been). I can't tell my parents because the last time I was on this site, my dad found it in the history and took me to the child/adolecent health department at a local hospital. I can't tell anyone because they'll mock me; and I'm scared to tell my girlfriend (my first one, of about 5 weeks) because she might freak out and leave me. She knows that I'm goth, which is a good cover for now, but I'd love it if she could be my donor.

if there are any vamps in the Toronto area (Toronto, Ontario, Canada), please email me at ginshi13  (at) hotmail.com .

Contributed by Ginshi


My problem has everything to do with my type of vampirism and it it the reason for my lack of normal friends. By my type of vampire I mean I am no blood sucker, so to speak. My problem is of a psychic nature. I feed on pranic energy from others around me. By reading about some of the other vampires on this website I am noticeably different. But unfortunately not so different in that I do suffer most symptoms as you do. I could suck blood for the life energy I need but I choose not to as it is very hard to get away with in this era without being dragged off to a psychologist.

My pranic feeding makes it hard to find a social scene as I have always fed with and without my knowledge to most who are around me. This causes them to "feel" bad things about me or my "vibes". Also, my hunger for life force is too overwhelming for most as I become very attention-seeking, emotional, bossy, and I cause confrontations. I do these things to make the energy flow faster. Cravings are very hard to deal with and because of this I have a very boring social life. Loneliness is my problem. I would like to get some advice from someone on how to deal with cravings effectively. If it's possible, I'd also like a way that doesn't involve eating all the food in the house. It would also be good to hear from others with the same problems as mine and a person who has a need for a pranic energy like me.

Contributed by Kane


Hi. I'm gonna get to the point: I'm HIV positive and I think I'm a psy-vamp. My doubt is: Do I harm people when I draw enery from them (intentionally or not, I can't control it very well yet...), or vice-versa? What can I do to stop this? I've been feeling very nervous and inseccure about this. I'm having a lot of trouble dealing with it. Can you help me? I'm afraid I might harm ppl's health because of my disease. Of course blood drinking has been out of the question since I knew I had HIV...I miss that too.

Please, since this is a very touchy subject, I'm going to ask you not to reveal my name. I would like to find vamps with the same problem. Thank you for your time and discretion.

Contributed by "A."

[Sanguinarius Note: I am looking for a forum or forums which are oriented towards vamps with AID/HIV and other diseases; if I don't find any, I'll probably create one on the Vampiric Community Message (& Support) Board. Whatever the case, I'll post an update here.]


I go to school in a relatively small town in the mountains of southern California -- no more than 2000 people -- so news spreads really fast, especially when my entire high school consists of no more than 500 people. I learned this much to my detriment after I finally cracked one day and told my sister (she's not really my sister but I've known her since we were 6) in a lengthy and very graphic note during history class. Unfortunately, her shadow decided to tag along when we spent the rest of the day in the library talking, and hung around even after we both had summarily dismissed her. Anyways, she heard a few key words like bloodlust, thirst, desperate, etc. At lunch, less than two hours after she left the library pale and shaking, the entire school seemed to know (I kid you not!) and everyone was looking at me like I had painted myself in blood and was running up and down the quad naked. I walked halfway to the cafeteria and someone hissed 'devil' at me. Why this particular moron insisted on insulting me I do not know, since my wrath is legendary, but I spun on my heel and had to consciously restrain myself from beating the person into a bloody smear on the concrete. His face went white and he hasn't even looked in my direction since. I forfeited lunch that day and spent the last two periods of hell sucking on the eight perfect crescents I had gouged into my palm.

Contributed by Keeper151


You think it's hard being a vampire in high school? Try being 13 and a vampire! I mean you're not old enough to get a donor because you're too young for people to believe you! Right now my eyes are very sensitive; and since it's summer we've been having gym outside! I had a pair of welding glasses but some guys broke them. I felt like making them my donors but thought better of it.

I've been put by a girl who is totally accident prone and is constantly cutting herself. One time she got this huge papercut, so when she went up to get a band-aid, I swiped my finger across the blood and shoved it in my mouth. It was heaven, -- my first blood in literally a month.

No one knows about me -- I feel so alone... My aunt was a vampire but she died in a car accident. I first found out I was a vampire when my friend fell and cut open her knee. I was mesmerized by the blood and couldn't help myself... My aunt told me I was a vampire and said she'd help me get through all the hard times, but then she died.

Contributed by Ali


Some things have been going on for a few months now. I've been in denial about myself and got to the point where I did not want to be like this anymore, and I tried to forget about my being a vampire. It did not help because, though the thirst does not come out as often as it used too, it is still very hard to control. Every time I walk outside I end up frying in the sunlight and getting migraines again and hating the fact that I still have not found a donor!

I think that was a major kick up the ass, and helped to make me realize that no matter what I do, I cannot be a normal person like anyone else. I am what I am, and at the end of the day, I just have to get on with my life as best I can.

Contributed by DarkEvildead


Everybody here knows the main issues, like bloodlusting, sunlight, etc., but I'm going to share a little of my own special experiences.My friends like to call me "Vamp" because I always wear black and sunglasses, I never sleep, and I'm so pale that you can trace just about every single vein on my skin. Every single time they call me Vamp, I just laugh, because they never know how right they are. Only one of my closest buddies knows about me, because she's a vamp, too.

Another thing is that a couple guys say vamps should be killed because they are parasites or something stupid like that. They know I'm very gothic and I'm always reading morbid vampire books, so they do it just to piss me off. After a long while, I've just come to ignore it.

But one of the main things, is that I'm really active in sports and all. I'm constantly getting little cuts here and there, so I have to wear long sleeve shirts because I've been suppressing my need for blood lately, and if I see any, then I think about it, and I desperately crave it.

Contributed by Evil_Goth


I awakened not too long ago and I had no idea of the real vampires and such; only about the Hollywood vampires. Unfortunately for me I had no idea I was awakening. All I know is that one morning I had a VERY hard time getting up, I was late for school since no one was home at the time (at least no one tried waking me up and thought I was dead as in some other cases.) That was the first thing that had happened to me.

As I went on with my life about a week later I started to get a big craving for blood and thought I was just going crazy. There is this one water fountain in my school that no one drank from because (I found out later) the water tasted like blood. Tthe other kids and some teachers would stare at me when I was drinking from that fountain. The kids at school suspect me of being a vampire although I'm not sure if they actually know what I am; but they aren't that very open minded and only believe in the fictional type of vamp. What makes it worse is that no one would ever want to be a donor for me since I am still pretty young.

Since I sleep mostly during the day and am very sluggish (not to mention I can barely stay awake and tend to not pay attention in class due to my drowsiness), my grades are slipping and my mom is giving all these "you aren't going to get into college" speeches, and I definitely do not want to say that I am a vampire for she would think I was crazy, give me an evil look, and yell at me more. And since I live in Hawaii there's all my friends trying to drag me to the beach with them. Yikes! What a nightmare that would be.

One more thing before I say bye...kids at my school annoy me so much with their stupid vampire jokes they tell when they think I'm not listening to them.

Contributed by Kamalei666


When I was first awakened I didn't think at all. First thing I did was run and tell my girl-friend (now ex-girlfriend), which made her start to think she was a vampire (or vampyre or whatever you like to call it), and she wouldn't stop bothering me about it. She hunted me down, and when I told her she's not a vamp, well, she lost it. She threatened to tell EVERYONE I knew about it. This wouldn't have been so bad, except at the time, I was going to this church that whenever something "satanic" or "evil" pops up, they go running for the pitchforks and torches. So I had to bribe her and string her along for nearly a year, until she moved. Until then, she insisted on my being her bloodsucking plaything and she wanted to bite ME! Normally, I don't mind humoring a girl, or being bitten, but both together, in this senario, were driving me insane! Not only that, she STILL thought she was sanguinarian, and that it was my blood that did it. I don't know about you, but this was NOT a pleasant situation. Moral of the story: keep your mouths shut or you'll be in the same boat as me.

Contributed by Lock in a White Room


for the past year almost, I have been telling myself that Im crazy and there are no real vampyres and Im just a violent kid. A few weeks ago my friend gave me the link to this site...she said it would help me with things. I had told her I had an unnatural want for blood...she had seen in class, when some boy cut his finger and it was bleeding, how I had to go to the other side of the room. Not because the blood creeped me out. The exact oposite, I wanted that blood and I had to stop myself from asking him if I could have some. I was afraid of myself....I wouldnt let myself think about it. I refused to believe that I was anything but just a messed up child, that I was anything like a vampyre. People call me a vampyre, however...Im naturaly pale and almost all my teeth are sharp, I get sun headaches very easily. I began to cut myself, in part because I hated myself, in part because I wanted the blood. I felt that it was ok for me to drink from myself; if I could satisfy my odd thirst by myself, I could forget it. The scariest thing I can think of now however, isnt being a vampyre, its a fear in the back of my mind that Im crazy or a fake somehow, somehow fooling myself into thinking this.

Contributed by Anonymous


I am still I high school and have a religious family. I volunteer at the hospital, and to top it off, I have been a vegetarian since the fifth grade!

Let me start with the last part. That was hard for me when the first blood I could not help myself with was beef blood (I can't stand the meat or broth -- they make me sick). I had not eaten beef for so long, then I found myself walking by the raw meat left out for my family's meal and running my finger over it and licking off the blood.

The hospital part I have been doing for a year before I craved blood. I work in intensive care. Imagine blood packs hanging everywhere you turn. (So many times I would be giving someone their meal and have to run to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water or sit there till it passed.)

Religious family.., I grew up being told vampires are evil and freaks and all that. In Colorado Springs downtown we have quite a few, so I have been around them all my life, but still was told they are evil.

High school is hard enough without drooling and getting a headache every time someone next to you gets a paper cut.

Contributed by Cammie


The things that are the worst about being a vampire in high school are not having a donor and having to function in the daylight world. First, about the whole "not having a donor" thing... When I began my awakening nearly two years ago, I thought THAT hurt. That's nothing compared to the pain I'm going through right now. Being sang and not having a donor has got to be the worst thing in the world. I can't just touch someone and get my fill; blood has to flow in my case. Because the only two people in my world that know about what I am refuse to help me -- and play "tease the vamp" like there's no tomorrow -- I live in constant pain at not having the energy I need. I don't have a donor, and making friends with someone new just for that purpose seems calloused, so I go without, for LOOOOOONG periods of time. And the few times that my buddies give in and bleed for me (namely after I collapse from the sheer lack of energy), we're at school, so it's hard to drink my fill anyway, what with all of the security cameras and hall monitors and other students hanging around. It gets so bad that I start to hear the pulses of the people around me (sometimes this heightened sense of hearing can be a bad thing), and I start to vamp out and get very predatorial, which has led to me acting very strangely (i.e., growling at classmates when they speak to me).

The other thing that is awful about being a vampire in high school is having to function in the world of sunlight. Being nocturnal at this point, I'm always awake until the sky starts to brighten -- and then I have to get up at 5 AM for school, which gives me about 45 minutes of sleep. (But I do get naps in during the afternoon, so there's a silver lining, at least). Then I have to sit in the bright classrooms, take gym class in the bright sun, and pretend that everthing is fine when the school nurse asks me why I'm so pale all the time. And there's also all the run-ins I've had with hall monitors telling me that it's against school dress code to wear sunglasses inside the building; not being able to do so has led to some of the worst headaches I've ever had.

All in all, I can't wait for high school to end, so I can get out of the world of bright lights and UV rays, and maybe get myself out there in the social scene so I can possibly find a donor that doesn't tease me endlessly.

Contributed by Shade


I'm a sang (in dire need I *can* psi-feed, but it's rather exhausting), and I awakened... uh, VERY early. I can't actually remember when -- yet still I started to feed rather late compared with that.

I have been living in a small village for most of my life; and if I say small village, then I mean around 500 persons. Rural areas can be wonderful for the scenery and the clear view of the night sky one has, but it's different with the people there. Because of a rather understandable lack of donors (and trustees, so to speak) I learned to control all those nice side effects we all have to suffer sometimes if we don't feed enough. In fact, this has over the years caused me to try to ignore this specific need. Why? Just because I always knew that I could go on without blood for a little longer... and a little longer... and even longer... and so on.

Now I have managed to be under my perfect control -- no vamp outs (at least no major ones), no twoofing which can't be controlled with a few deep breaths. Too perfect. My body and my mind simply ignore my need for feeding; I start to psi-feed uncontrolled (at least that's something I'm aware of), and I am simply NOT AWARE of being close to a system-breakdown. The meager energy aside, I can gain from psi-feeding; my mind and body start to use every single iota of energy left within me for simple everyday purposes, until I snap and have a complete breakdown, -- nervous as well as bodily. So, people: NEVER EVER suppress your needs as well as I did. it's damned complicated to re-awaken instincts one has buried deep within oneself.

Contributed by Cyn