Ashley's perspective.
I don't sleep as much.
I haven't for years now. Ever since i started this job, i've been pouring my energy and attention into my studies. Animals have fascinated me for as long as i could remember, ever since i was a little girl. their anatomy, how their minds work, why animals are the way they are. Their differences and similarities to humans and everything else i could possibly wonder about them. Its always been so interesting to me that i never stop thinking about it. I study from dusk till dawn every single day. Notebooks in my room stacked to the ceiling about everything i've ever wondered about these...creatures.
My alarm clock snaps me out of my thoughts, making me flinch. 5:30am. i adjust my position and sit up against my pillows, grabbing my alarm clock and throwing it on the floor as hard as i can. I could've just turned it off but..i didn't want to.
i sigh once the deafening noise stops, reaching over and picking my phone up from off of my nightstand. i check my messages, nothing. Social media, nothing. I don't have as many friends as id like to, and the ones i do have are always busy. So, the dead inboxes aren't new to me. I set my phone back down and stand up, stretching as i do. "Another day." i say out loud to myself, yawning. Im not really excited to go to work, despite being famous with many, many fans and the most interesting studies in the world. It's been the same thing everyday for a month. The same boring research, no new discoveries. I haven't found anything new and its starting to get to me.
The feeling of writing down countless theories and not connecting any dots. Ive studied nearly everything already. Or at least thats how i feel. I start getting ready for the day, as per usual. My hour and thirty minute morning shower, which is mainly me just standing under the water for an hour and scrubbing my skin off for the remaining 30 minutes. I put on my favorite dress. i guess i feel like getting lots of looks today. My short, black dress with a small leg slit with no sleeves or straps, I adjust the dress to make sure my body is hugged and outlined the way i want it to be, simply because i know for a fact i can turn heads depending on how the dress makes my body look. That sounds bad, but, i truly just want to have a good day, and recently it seems like i can't have that unless my chest is puffed out like a peacock. Jesus.
I grab my coat, my purse, and my pocket knife, slipping it into my bra before grabbing my keys and heading out of the house, locking the door as i leave. As soon as i get in my car, i freeze. Nothing happened, nothings there, but i feel something. Unease, maybe? I take a deep breath in an attempt to shake the feeling, starting my car and putting it in drive. Despite that, i still feel it. I don't even know what "it" is. But i feel it so heavily that i start getting irritated. What is that??
Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Ive never felt this way.
Well, besides my first few years in the lab.
Animals aren't..the only thing i study.
I mean, yeah, at first it was all i could think about. Animals were the most interesting creatures in the universe when i was in my 20's. Early 20's. Then, when i turned 25, i discovered something else that peaked my interest. Vampires. Beasts. inhumane creatures that took on the form of any regular human being. They looked human, but weren't. The day i found out that vampires were something that i was truly interested in, i had this same feeling. The atmosphere was the same.
I start driving as i let myself get lost in thought.
Sharp fangs, animalistic tendencies and insane abilities that nobody had ever studied before. I began studying them, but my research has yet to be released to the public. People will think i'm insane, and i know for a fact that im not. Before i was even alive there was evidence about abnormal beings being spotted, or people who believed that they were one of them. Blood tests and scans performed on people with diseases that couldn't be identified were classified as something more than human, or not human at all. They acted like predators, had physical abilities that are aren't possible for a regular person. It fascinated me. So, at the age of 25, i made it a priority to find out what these beasts are, and if they could be real.
Before i realize it, i see the large building that towers over the others in the corner of my eye. i take a left turn, then a right one into the ridiculously large parking lot. I park my car in my designated spot, Closest to the entrance and thankfully the farthest away from the dumpster.
I take the keys out of the ignition and gather my belongings as i get out, closing the car door.
I stand still, staring up at this company i've become such a huge part of. They rely on me for news to share to the world, discoveries and inventions that they can't figure out themselves.
Who knew a black woman could be front and center in science?
shit, it's about time..