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The plane ride to the island was long than it took forever once we were done with the planes just to get to the island. But we finally made it. “Wow it’s beautiful.” Jacob helped me out of the thuyền then grabbed the suitcases. “Jump on my back, I’ll carry bạn there.” Jacob đã đưa ý kiến turning around. I jumped on and kissed his neck. “I tình yêu you, when we drop of the suitcases bạn wanna go swimming?” I asked him just as we made it to the door. “Of course as long as I’m with bạn I will.” He đã đưa ý kiến opening the door. We walked to the bờ biển, bãi biển and got undressed and jumped in.

The water was...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 7 - NIGHTMARE


I slep dreamlessly that night, exhausted from beginning my ngày so early, and sleeping so poorly the night before. I woke, for the một giây time since arriving in Forks, to the bright yellow light of a sunny day. I skipped to the window, stunned to see that there was hardly a đám mây in the sky, and those there were just fleecy little white puffs that couldn't possible be carrying any rain. I opened the window - surprised when it opened silently, without sticking, not having opened it in who knows how many years - and sucked in the relatively...