Ok. So i am only 13 so i know it's not that good :D
‘Harley?’
‘Yes’, I wanted to say. I couldn’t. I didn’t think I could. I didn’t know where I was or even who I was. The burning had stopped a couple of hours atrás but I was still in shock. The whole time I had been willing for death, wanting it to end. I screamed and screamed but death didn’t take me. It was torture. How could someone put me through that? What had I ever done? I always did well at school and had superb marks, I helped out the next-door neighbours and I even had a part time job at the old folks home. But when the burning stopped, I could hear everything! I could hear the bird’s lullaby, I could hear cars from miles away, I heard the clicking of the grasshoppers and ants. Everything except my heart. Yet I was still breathing. But I still listened to everything that was going on, still not opening my eyes. I heard everyday convocations around me but their beautiful voices were melodic. Like angels. I imagined white robed anjos sitting on light, fluffy clouds and crystal blue skies all around me. Heaven? I was pretty sure it was until I saw for myself.
Later that evening I decided to peep under my eyelashes to see where I was. I wasn’t on a cloud. I was inside on a bed, a grand 4 poster bed, with a cream cama spread and plush pillows. The walls were all neutral colours which complimented the feel of the room nicely. Everything was in its place and almost all of it looked brand new. Yet it was all so sharp and clear, I had to blink a few times to see if I was dreaming. It was like I had been in a plastic box for the past 18 years of my life and it had just been smashed to revile a whole new, clear world. I heard the T.V. downstairs click off and someone got up. My eyes darted to the door which had been opened and in the frame stood an absolutely stunning young woman. Her long blonde hair flowed down to just past her shoulders. A large pendent hung around her neck and it looked like a crest of some sort. But her skin was a brilliant white shade with no dent or imperfection in sight. Her full lips were talking but the words weren’t registering until I realised she was talking to me.
‘Harley, I’m so sorry to do this to you.’
‘Wha… What do you mean? Where am I? Who are you?’
‘I’m sorry, everything will be explained soon. I’m Rosalie.’
‘Harley?’
‘Yes’, I wanted to say. I couldn’t. I didn’t think I could. I didn’t know where I was or even who I was. The burning had stopped a couple of hours atrás but I was still in shock. The whole time I had been willing for death, wanting it to end. I screamed and screamed but death didn’t take me. It was torture. How could someone put me through that? What had I ever done? I always did well at school and had superb marks, I helped out the next-door neighbours and I even had a part time job at the old folks home. But when the burning stopped, I could hear everything! I could hear the bird’s lullaby, I could hear cars from miles away, I heard the clicking of the grasshoppers and ants. Everything except my heart. Yet I was still breathing. But I still listened to everything that was going on, still not opening my eyes. I heard everyday convocations around me but their beautiful voices were melodic. Like angels. I imagined white robed anjos sitting on light, fluffy clouds and crystal blue skies all around me. Heaven? I was pretty sure it was until I saw for myself.
Later that evening I decided to peep under my eyelashes to see where I was. I wasn’t on a cloud. I was inside on a bed, a grand 4 poster bed, with a cream cama spread and plush pillows. The walls were all neutral colours which complimented the feel of the room nicely. Everything was in its place and almost all of it looked brand new. Yet it was all so sharp and clear, I had to blink a few times to see if I was dreaming. It was like I had been in a plastic box for the past 18 years of my life and it had just been smashed to revile a whole new, clear world. I heard the T.V. downstairs click off and someone got up. My eyes darted to the door which had been opened and in the frame stood an absolutely stunning young woman. Her long blonde hair flowed down to just past her shoulders. A large pendent hung around her neck and it looked like a crest of some sort. But her skin was a brilliant white shade with no dent or imperfection in sight. Her full lips were talking but the words weren’t registering until I realised she was talking to me.
‘Harley, I’m so sorry to do this to you.’
‘Wha… What do you mean? Where am I? Who are you?’
‘I’m sorry, everything will be explained soon. I’m Rosalie.’
Ok oi everyone. i just wanted to tell you that i was really sad and mad in Breaking Dawn. Ok for those of you who havent read the book and you don't want spoilers because there will be a lot in here, then don't read this. Ok so when the volturi came i was pissed because i started to really like Renesmee. Well the volturi came to kill renesmee. ok so i got really pissed off and stuff. i was sad to see irina die but that cadela, puta deserved it. and i was mad when, and this is from eclipse, just to let you know. i was mad but happy too, when Bella kissed Jacob. Cuz i was hoping Edward would break up with her (which he didn't). Well im sorry but i will finish or well, i should say make another part to this later.
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nice comments Twilight fãs & Sorry.just 4 fun.:D
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nice comments Twilight fãs & Sorry.just 4 fun.:D
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[Write In Website] : .......My Breaking Dawn artigo is being sent around the world via e-mail like crazy, and Canada folk are coming here to read my update on Sympatico's April Fools joke about Canada buying half of Hawaii.
I wanted to post mais artigos today but I didn't have the time to do so... now, I would like to apologize to Chuck fãs for claiming that your favorito show got canceled, and I would like to apologize to Twilight fãs for claiming that Miley Cyrus would be in Breaking Dawn. Burn!......