People wonder how I feel about being able to predict the future. Is it fun? Is it a curse?
Sometimes I stand for hours looking outside my window trying to figure out a way to prevent what I see as inevitable. The sun sets, then after a while, rises again. I still stand there, motionless, thinking, wondering.
Finally, I grab my scarf, embrulho, envoltório it around my neck, then go out with a smile and see my beloved standing there waiting for me,patiently. Jasper knows my turmoil.
I've learned to hide most of my emotions so those closest to me can't always see the dark clouds in my eyes as I see a vision. My smile hides alot. So, is it fun? No, but it's a gift that I hope I can use to help those that I love.
Sometimes I stand for hours looking outside my window trying to figure out a way to prevent what I see as inevitable. The sun sets, then after a while, rises again. I still stand there, motionless, thinking, wondering.
Finally, I grab my scarf, embrulho, envoltório it around my neck, then go out with a smile and see my beloved standing there waiting for me,patiently. Jasper knows my turmoil.
I've learned to hide most of my emotions so those closest to me can't always see the dark clouds in my eyes as I see a vision. My smile hides alot. So, is it fun? No, but it's a gift that I hope I can use to help those that I love.
I'm Bella cisne and I'm 17. Í'm also the daughter of the Chief of Police of Forks, Charlie Swan, and Renee Dwyer, who died because of coração Disease.
And yes, I'm a girl, obviously.
But I'm transferring as a boy in Forks High.
Why, you ask? Because a girl isn't suppose to play basquetebol, basquete and I amor basquetebol, basquete so very very very much. Even sacrificing my own gender just to get in the team. Well, I got in but the team hates me and of my good looks....at least they say I'm a hot looking boy and beats the crap out of me.
But accidentally fell in amor with the wrong person...he's a jerk. a worm. an alien. a cockroach, a pig...
An angel sent from above.
And yes, I'm a girl, obviously.
But I'm transferring as a boy in Forks High.
Why, you ask? Because a girl isn't suppose to play basquetebol, basquete and I amor basquetebol, basquete so very very very much. Even sacrificing my own gender just to get in the team. Well, I got in but the team hates me and of my good looks....at least they say I'm a hot looking boy and beats the crap out of me.
But accidentally fell in amor with the wrong person...he's a jerk. a worm. an alien. a cockroach, a pig...
An angel sent from above.