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Bella’s POV

    I can’t believe I was smiling, the last time I smiled was when Ed…he was here. My mom was in shock that I was finally hiển thị a change in emotion.
“Sweetheart, your happy, hoặc smiling, at least. I tình yêu bạn so much. bạn know that right?” my mom was over-joyed. I just smiled more, and that made my mom thêm excited. I know its stupid, but I really want that wish to come true. I want to see him again, to be happy again. I know that sounds so hopeless.
“Its late, sweetheart, bạn should really go to sleep. See bạn in the morning.” Renee đã đưa ý kiến with a smile. It was like a smile train (a/n: inside joke) When she walked out she turn out the lights. Great, I thought, darkness, going to have a nightmare. I slowly closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

I was in my room, in Forks, Edward was lying tiếp theo to me, like he used to. He was smiling at me and there was live in his eyes. “Edward, why are bạn here?” I asked. “What do bạn mean?” he replied, with curiosity burning in his eyes. “You left me, bạn don’t tình yêu me anymore, bạn đã đưa ý kiến so yourself.” I had tears in my eyes.
He was shaking his head like he doesn’t know what I am talking about. “Why would I leave, I tình yêu bạn with all my heart,” he whispered lovingly.

I woke up crying. At least it’s not screaming, right? I feel…funny, not bad, just funny. After about 2 phút I put a name to my feeling, excitement. Then I felt like someone was watching me (a/n: don’t we all know that feeling)
“H…hel…hello?” I stuttered. Why am I nervous, it could just be a figure of my imagination. “Hello? Is anyone there?” I ask again. “Hello love,” đã đưa ý kiến the mysterious voice. Wait, I knew that voice, it was the voice of Edward’s. But he can’t be back. “Are bạn really there?” I wondered out loud. “Yes, but only because bạn made me come here!” he đã đưa ý kiến softly. I was really confused now. “What do bạn mean ‘only because bạn made me here’” I asked. He sighed. “You wished on a ngôi sao that I would come back and newer leave. So here I am, but not as I used to be. I am only a part of Edward. He is somewhere in South America. Where? I really don’t know,” he explained. A million các câu hỏi filled my head and threatened to spill out. I barely kept them to myself. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my head. “What do bạn mean bởi ‘only a part’?” I said. “A wish on a shooting ngôi sao cant make a person appear, but a part can only if the person who made the wish means a lot to them,” he đã đưa ý kiến calmly. So that must mean Edward cares about me. Then why did he leave? “So does this mean that we can go back to Forks and back to what we used to do,” I hoped with all my tim, trái tim that the answer was yes. “Well, we can di chuyển back to Forks, but bạn are the only one that can see me. So I don’t know about school and things like that,” Edward đã đưa ý kiến in a voice barely above a whisper. I’m the only one who can see him, great. Maybe, I thought, if I di chuyển back to Forks, maybe, Edward would come back for real. I will tell my mom I am moving back to Forks in the morning.
“G’night, Edward,” I đã đưa ý kiến with sleep seeping into my voice. “Night love,” Edward đã đưa ý kiến with a slight laugh.

The annoying sun was coming straight through the window and directly at my eyes. When my eyes were finally completely open I realized that I had no dreams last night. Just peaceful rest. Wait, the must mean the Edward’s ghost, as I like to call him, is here.
“Edward?” I whisper. “Yes, Bella,” he answered in almost the same tone. “Your really here!” I đã đưa ý kiến excitedly. “Yes,” was his response.

“Bella! Breakfast!” my mom yelled from downstairs. “I’ll be back,” I told Edward. “I can come with you, no one will see me except you,” he said. Right, forgot about that detail. “Okay, lets go,” I đã đưa ý kiến while getting out of bed. When we finally reached downstairs, my mom was waiting for me. “Your favorite, Bells, French toast,” Phil đã đưa ý kiến from the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table. I walked towards the bàn and sat in my normal seat, my mom in hers. After about 5 phút of Phil’s small talk; I blurted out, “Mom, can I di chuyển back to Forks?”