When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Preface, p.1
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.19
I peeked up at him one mais time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion. As I flinched away from him, shrinking against my chair, the phrase if looks could kill suddenly ran through my mind.
This is taken place two years after the events of New Moon.. I warn you , it's really long.
Sorry for the typos. I'm really tired.
2.41pm Sitting on Emily's sofá for the thousanth time in the last week, was surely a high light. But the waiting for Jacob was not. He can take far too long sometimes, no doubt he does it on purpose, that way when he finally arrives, I'm almost boucing up and down.
I can tell he likes to see me like that, to see me happy, most defiantly for him.
But I suppose the most fulfilling thing in my growing need for Jacob is watching little Lylia and Dannielle sleep peacefully...
dear Alice. i don't know why i say alice anymore, i think now i write these emails to myself, to secure me that you were real, that you all were , that he was. There is evidence that you were here. and was my best friend. But sometimes i dont know wheither i was dreaming or not, But i stop that thought to think again, if it was a dream and you diddnt exist,then how did i know your name, or did i make you up, along with every one else. Maybe i'm going crazy, from without you i dont know. But i want to find out. Do you think a crazy person can be the one to digiosed themselves?? Lets hope for...