When I was a teenager, growing up in a French province in Canada, I was the only one watching Buffy not yet translated.

My obsession with vampires started quite young. One night, I realized I was a kind monster, a new me was born.

Don’t Talk To Her

Growing up was quite hard for me. I enjoyed the darkness, the night, rain, being alone and secluded. I had some friends, but they were the “world’s rejects,” and of course parents didn’t like me because I was too weird.

I started reading Goosebumps by R.L. Stine when I turned nine years old, then upgraded to Fear Street written by the same author and so on until I walked through the library and had my nose glued in an ancient history book, Stephen King novel or legend encyclopedia.

I wasn’t interested in the path everyone aimed for in life. I wanted mine to have trees that had fewer leaves, and weeping willows grew, and instead of a castle at the end, an abandoned mansion awaited my arrival.

“Darling, some people have a twisted sense of beauty.” — Morticia Addams, The Addams Family

At school, it wasn’t the kids that started rumors about me, but the teachers and parents. Because my mother had naturally black hair, black irises and I loved creepy things, I would often hear, “Don’t talk to that girl hon, okay?” from other parents. Teachers would even talk behind my back, “Don’t listen to that student, she’s in her world.”

Monsters Like Me

My teenage years were quite hard on me. It’s one thing to be judged by people your age; it’s quite another when adults do it. For years I wondered what was wrong with me to the point where I decided “me” wasn’t good for anyone, and so I became someone else.

It was only until recently that I decided if “I” wasn’t good enough for the world that maybe the world wasn’t good enough to have me in it. So, I substituted my own and created Gothic Bite Magazine. I made it because I knew I couldn’t be the only one not fitting in even as a thirty-three years old adult.

“Normal is an illusion. What’s normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.” — Morticia Addams, The Addams Family

I’m a monster and paranormal nerd. I’m one of the most recommended paranormal experts on Quora. I’m studying parapsychology, and I write novels about monsters. Only, those monsters are like us if not kinder, because I know what humans can do and it can be quite ugly.

Monsters like me, don’t hide from the sunlight. Let your beauty shine and don’t mind those who say you’re in your world, answer “I have to because you don’t want me in yours.” Then, join Gothic Bite Magazine, and we’ll make sure you have a place.

It’s Hard Being A Monster

Many criticized me, many still do. Often people look at me like I’m out of place. What do you want me to tell you? I wear The Nightmare Before Christmas cardigan, sweaters and I have the purse, I collect Monster High dolls, and I draw an obsessive amount of Hotel Transylvania fan art. That’s who I am.

I’ve had many people judge me. I’m not done either. It’s okay, bring it on! I’m ready with my fangs out. On my portfolio website, Alexa Wayne Art, I said I was “done adulting,” here I’ll just support it by saying, “I’m done adulting and being human, I’ll just be me… the cute, friendly monster I’m supposed to be.”

The OCD Vampire,
Alexa Wayne