Heyy, this is something I wrote a while ago for Emmett and Rosalie, please comment there will be more chapters :) x
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell you my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have given you all my past information then you can choose if you want to live the rest of my life with me or not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that you would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one day they were fine the next day my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on top of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted food then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, you stupid little bitch where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka or whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my bed by my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered by my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen or walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another swing at me, I was lay on my pink carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the next month I was on my own, getting food when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the wall in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to move towards me. I didn’t care who they were or what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell forward towards my knees and I started shaking.
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell you my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have given you all my past information then you can choose if you want to live the rest of my life with me or not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that you would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one day they were fine the next day my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on top of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted food then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, you stupid little bitch where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka or whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my bed by my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered by my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen or walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another swing at me, I was lay on my pink carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the next month I was on my own, getting food when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the wall in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to move towards me. I didn’t care who they were or what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell forward towards my knees and I started shaking.
A random Twilight fan fic
Buff wolfman Alex Meraz (Paul) revealed at a Twilight convention this weekend that he may have played his role a bit too intensely during a run-in with lead heroine Kristen Stewart–
“I decided, all right, the Wolf Pack stay up all night looking for who’s killing people on the res, so we don’t sleep very much. So I thought it would be a great idea if I stayed up for 10 days straight.” What should have been a simple scene — a confrontation between Bella (Stewart) and the Wolf Pack — became, in Meraz’s mind, his “Brando moment.” Wanting to try something different, the actor played the scene overly aggressive: screaming, grabbing Stewart by the throat, hurtling his line at her.
“[Director] Chris Weitz comes off-set like, ‘Yeah, I like the energy Alex, but just take it down a little,’ ” Spencer chimed in: “Meanwhile the producers are freaking out back there.”
” ‘Cause nobody touches Kristen Stewart,” joked Meraz.
“I decided, all right, the Wolf Pack stay up all night looking for who’s killing people on the res, so we don’t sleep very much. So I thought it would be a great idea if I stayed up for 10 days straight.” What should have been a simple scene — a confrontation between Bella (Stewart) and the Wolf Pack — became, in Meraz’s mind, his “Brando moment.” Wanting to try something different, the actor played the scene overly aggressive: screaming, grabbing Stewart by the throat, hurtling his line at her.
“[Director] Chris Weitz comes off-set like, ‘Yeah, I like the energy Alex, but just take it down a little,’ ” Spencer chimed in: “Meanwhile the producers are freaking out back there.”
” ‘Cause nobody touches Kristen Stewart,” joked Meraz.
If anybody has any ideas for Nessie and bellas parties plz leave a comment and let me know we could use some ideas on what could happen.
thank you
mommy6197 & serifina
Bella's New Path!!!
Cuz she has a kid!
So if edward leaves her
will she mope,
not eat,
not go to school
or
will she mope a week,
try to be better for vickie,
be better friend with jacob,
would she jump off a cliff???if it comes up???
would edward come back?
all will be answered with up comeing chapter's!!!
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