My eyes flutter open to the dim lights of a strange room. I find myself lying on my back looking up at a slat of wood. Reaching out, I scratch the underside of the drawer above mine. My eyes search toward the light and my leg kicks inside my blue footie. Music plays and laughter emanates from afar. I hear their breath. My nostrils flare for savory scents. Saliva drips as my fangs emerge. I howl for food.
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About this post: I am taking part in #NaBloPoMo18 and #Create30. I doodled the image of my view from a drawer using Artrage. I wrote the using the prompt: “What is your earliest memory?” I kept to my earliest memory, though I may have embellished a bit.
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