I was looking at a beautiful girl in the mirror.
No, she couldn't be me. This wasn't me. My right nostril is bigger than my left nostril. My left cheekbone was higher than my right, making my eyes shaped funny when I smile. I hated it, but that was me. I was looking at a gorgeous girl in the mirror. Her eyes where blood red though, which sort of scared me. Behind her eyes was pale white skin. Her features where perfect, perfect wasn't even the word. They where marvelous.
I continued to look at the girl, her long curly hair was perfectly curled. A small màu hồng, hồng blush was plastered onto her cheeks. Her cheekbones where perfect, and her nostrils where even.
I continued to examine her, she was too gorgeous, I was jealous. Then, I realized: I was her.
I was disgusted with myself, I didn't want to be the girl in the mirror. She was too perfect, she was too pretty. She was everything I envied, now I was her. I never realized that once I had it, I didn't want it. Was everything always that way? bạn always want what bạn can't have.
While I was examining myself, Carlisle started to explain to me. Alice, the perky girl, kept smiling at me. She took the mirror away from me so I was looking at Carlisle. He sat me down, with the boys surrounding me. I was taller than Jasper, I was originally tall in general.
I glanced up at the boys who were surrounding me. What was Carlisle going to tell me? Did I have some type of beauty disease? He was my doctor. I could barely remember what happened that ngày of the accident. The ngày of the plane crash, I was the only one to survive.
It was all over the news.
We where sitting in what was called the "living room" to them. They had a huge television, I was eying it often. Carlisle turned on the TV, pointing to it. The plane crash was on, it was everywhere. Carlisle changed the channel, the plane crash was everywhere too. Not only that, but my old picture was all over the screen.
"That?" Carlisle referred to the screen. He spoke gently, his vàng eyes pouring into my red ones.
I shied away from his stare, to look at the television. The reporter was going on and on about the plane crash. I could hear every note in her voice, all of the emotions. Everything. I could pinpoint all of the little pixels in the television.
"That happened three days ago, we found bạn alive. No bruises, no broken bones. bạn where physically fine." I glanced at my doctor, waiting for him to tell me that something was wrong with my insides.
"It was a miracle," he chuckled to himself.
"But," Edward interrupted out conversation.
"You were bleeding internally in multiple places." Carlisle said, keeping his eyes on me, even though I was "watching" the television.
"You were dying." Someone đã đưa ý kiến flatly. I didn't know the voice, so I turned to look at Rosalie. She looked annoyed, like she didn't want me here.
I didn't understand. Was I dead? I felt perfectly fine, like I could outrun a lion hoặc get away from a hippo. I gave him a puzzled look. What was wrong with me?
"Am I dead?" My voice chimed. That was going to get annoying.
Carlisle laughed at me. "We wouldn't consider it death. bạn have just been... reborn."
He had done this before.
He went into deep conversation about what I was now. Everyone had soon gathered around with us. I couldn't believe it. He pinpointed everything out, how I was so thirsty and my senses. He went on and on about growth and how we lived forever. It was... disturbing. Did they live in some type of fairytale? I considered that he was joking, that he was just yanking my chain. I kept looking down at my bright red pumps that matched my eyes, then at my pale hands and my knife-like finger nails.
I didn't want to believe it, but I knew it was all true. Wasn't this every girl's dream? To be beautiful like one of those Disney princesses? Even though those stories have some type of twisted ending. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to think of thêm excuses for the way I was feeling. I considered having a disease, but diseases didn't make your feel this good.
I didn't feel like I had just survived a plane crash, I felt like I wanted to go around sucking on humans necks and running around just to see how fast I could run.
Then, was it true?
No, she couldn't be me. This wasn't me. My right nostril is bigger than my left nostril. My left cheekbone was higher than my right, making my eyes shaped funny when I smile. I hated it, but that was me. I was looking at a gorgeous girl in the mirror. Her eyes where blood red though, which sort of scared me. Behind her eyes was pale white skin. Her features where perfect, perfect wasn't even the word. They where marvelous.
I continued to look at the girl, her long curly hair was perfectly curled. A small màu hồng, hồng blush was plastered onto her cheeks. Her cheekbones where perfect, and her nostrils where even.
I continued to examine her, she was too gorgeous, I was jealous. Then, I realized: I was her.
I was disgusted with myself, I didn't want to be the girl in the mirror. She was too perfect, she was too pretty. She was everything I envied, now I was her. I never realized that once I had it, I didn't want it. Was everything always that way? bạn always want what bạn can't have.
While I was examining myself, Carlisle started to explain to me. Alice, the perky girl, kept smiling at me. She took the mirror away from me so I was looking at Carlisle. He sat me down, with the boys surrounding me. I was taller than Jasper, I was originally tall in general.
I glanced up at the boys who were surrounding me. What was Carlisle going to tell me? Did I have some type of beauty disease? He was my doctor. I could barely remember what happened that ngày of the accident. The ngày of the plane crash, I was the only one to survive.
It was all over the news.
We where sitting in what was called the "living room" to them. They had a huge television, I was eying it often. Carlisle turned on the TV, pointing to it. The plane crash was on, it was everywhere. Carlisle changed the channel, the plane crash was everywhere too. Not only that, but my old picture was all over the screen.
"That?" Carlisle referred to the screen. He spoke gently, his vàng eyes pouring into my red ones.
I shied away from his stare, to look at the television. The reporter was going on and on about the plane crash. I could hear every note in her voice, all of the emotions. Everything. I could pinpoint all of the little pixels in the television.
"That happened three days ago, we found bạn alive. No bruises, no broken bones. bạn where physically fine." I glanced at my doctor, waiting for him to tell me that something was wrong with my insides.
"It was a miracle," he chuckled to himself.
"But," Edward interrupted out conversation.
"You were bleeding internally in multiple places." Carlisle said, keeping his eyes on me, even though I was "watching" the television.
"You were dying." Someone đã đưa ý kiến flatly. I didn't know the voice, so I turned to look at Rosalie. She looked annoyed, like she didn't want me here.
I didn't understand. Was I dead? I felt perfectly fine, like I could outrun a lion hoặc get away from a hippo. I gave him a puzzled look. What was wrong with me?
"Am I dead?" My voice chimed. That was going to get annoying.
Carlisle laughed at me. "We wouldn't consider it death. bạn have just been... reborn."
He had done this before.
He went into deep conversation about what I was now. Everyone had soon gathered around with us. I couldn't believe it. He pinpointed everything out, how I was so thirsty and my senses. He went on and on about growth and how we lived forever. It was... disturbing. Did they live in some type of fairytale? I considered that he was joking, that he was just yanking my chain. I kept looking down at my bright red pumps that matched my eyes, then at my pale hands and my knife-like finger nails.
I didn't want to believe it, but I knew it was all true. Wasn't this every girl's dream? To be beautiful like one of those Disney princesses? Even though those stories have some type of twisted ending. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to think of thêm excuses for the way I was feeling. I considered having a disease, but diseases didn't make your feel this good.
I didn't feel like I had just survived a plane crash, I felt like I wanted to go around sucking on humans necks and running around just to see how fast I could run.
Then, was it true?
I probaly đã đưa ý kiến thank bạn thirty times.
When I heard that they didn't have a place to stay i offered for them to stay here. They aren't living in out hotel room but they are only to doors away.
When i woke up i turned to susans side.She wasn't there. A note took her place.
It read
Dear Chris,
I am pretty sure i got bạn with the note!
The guys đã đưa ý kiến bạn would think i left. (it worked)
We are hanging out in their room and we are playing spin the bottle. (what!)
Love,
Susan ps. got bạn again!
I looked at her hand nghề viết văn it was very pretty.
I got dressed and walked to the elevator.When i noticed i pressed two when i didn't even have to change from 11 the doors closed.I pressed the 11 button mabye 5 times.When it went up I sighed.
...
to be continued...
When we reached my trang chủ mason was crying and reenesme was trying to comfort her little brother.Alice and esme were talking very fast so I only caught little bits and pieces of the conversation .But it seemed that we were going to have to wait till edward and jacob and the other boys came back.while esme and alice were disscussing the subject reenesme and i were trying to comfort mason.At the same time i was worriying about edward I noticed reenesme looked very deep in thought.Then alll of the sudden esme is calling me ,my daughter,and my son to come quickly.Whehn we got there alice looked like she would be crying if she could cry.When I asked her what was wrong all she managed to choke out was Edward.Imediatly I knew something very bad had happened.
Ok guys i correct all my writings i hope bạn can understand them better!! please comment!!!
I didn't know how my life will be as vampire, how things should work with Charlie and Mom, keeping my self away from them is torturing my self.
I felt like I’m trapped without an exit
the only thing that keeps me strong is my family
Edward and Rennesme, now that they are not in thêm danger I feel thêm in peace.
But what will I should tell Charlie when the time to di chuyển arrives?
How will he react to this, He will have too many các câu hỏi and how I suppose to explain it to him? I think that he already knows what we really are, but he is too scared to say it hoặc just think about it.
But what I really know right now is that we are an toàn, két an toàn and will start our Happy Ever After no matter what happen hoặc what people think about us.
I think
I didn't know how my life will be as vampire, how things should work with Charlie and Mom, keeping my self away from them is torturing my self.
I felt like I’m trapped without an exit
the only thing that keeps me strong is my family
Edward and Rennesme, now that they are not in thêm danger I feel thêm in peace.
But what will I should tell Charlie when the time to di chuyển arrives?
How will he react to this, He will have too many các câu hỏi and how I suppose to explain it to him? I think that he already knows what we really are, but he is too scared to say it hoặc just think about it.
But what I really know right now is that we are an toàn, két an toàn and will start our Happy Ever After no matter what happen hoặc what people think about us.
I think
ok so this is a old song from the fiftys but i think it relates to how bella feels after edward leaves her in new moon so here it is
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to bờ biển
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause bạn don't tình yêu me any thêm
Why do the birds go on hát
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I Mất tích your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my tim, trái tim go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when bạn đã đưa ý kiến goodbye
Why does my tim, trái tim go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when bạn đã đưa ý kiến goodbye
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to bờ biển
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause bạn don't tình yêu me any thêm
Why do the birds go on hát
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I Mất tích your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my tim, trái tim go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when bạn đã đưa ý kiến goodbye
Why does my tim, trái tim go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when bạn đã đưa ý kiến goodbye