It was almost as if were dreaming, but yet I could feel every sensation around me, the aroma of life was real in this place.
I could detect the smells of salts from the beach and the moist wood from the surrounding forest.
Seeking for the skies I was saw a clouded heaven, pregnant with rain and misery, water in the air.
It was the final breathe of the world.
It was La Push.
"No, Samuel! That's not fair ',I got you!" I heard a little girl sequel from my left side. Despite her volume, her voice was still dearly soft and innocent as if nothing had ever corrupted her immaculate fantasy.
I turned to face her, and at my first glance I was furthermore astonished.
She was no more than 4, she had glowing rosette skin that shimmed in the sunlight, and long chocolate hair, flapping in the chilled sea breeze.
She was beautiful with all known grace and tranquillity. I followed her around the yard, watching her chasing another child. Of what might appear of her elder brother.
I studied them with envious eyes, wondering how one could have produced such precious children. They were simply darling.
In their freedom of youth and innocent I shed a few laughs and overwhelming sensations, but yet I remained unnoticed, as if were invisible to them. Perhaps I were a dreaming.
The moment ended with a ring of a bell from within a red house to the right. The voice that scurried the toddlers for supper was familiar and rough, but nurturing them, I recognised the voice from the depth of my heart.
The air slowing fogged, smudging the trees and the clouds, warping me into a completely different scenario.
I spun to my knee crashed to the earth, confused on what was honestly happening. There was no way I was not dreaming this. Awfully like the Wizard of Oz.
Catching my bearings, I rose to my feet, gathering my breath , absorbing my fresh and unknown surroundings.
I in the middle of a drive away, peaking into a misted winter window of the same red cottage as the previous dream.
I saw a teenage girl arguing strongly, her figure fully developed. She has the same dark skin as the tiny toddler. In exempt she gave up she stormed of the tarnished front door, storming straight towards me, completely delirious to my existence.
"Sarah! Come back in here now!" A furious voice yelled from within the shack.
The teenager was not affected from the threatening words, and simply replied with a emotionless tone; “Sure Sure."
I remained focused on her, she reminded me strongly of a person I knew, but I couldn't pin point it.
She looked up and smiled from her heart. I believed for a second that perhaps she could see me, but a gravel shaking footstep rumbled behind me.
Twisting, I saw a strong man waiting for her, sharing the same smile. He was smitten from head to toe.
With only cut-off jeans and water droplets in his hair he reached for her, aching for her embrace.
I could tell instantly that we very much older than her, presumably 5 years.
Soon enough I noticed the pattern on his forearm. This symbol I knew right away. It was the mark of the wolf.
The Quiltte werewolf tattoo, just like Jacob's.
"Sarah" He moaned.
"Damon" She complied.
"Uley!" The same yell called from the house, more worried than furious.
"Come on, let's go" He whispered in her ear.
There love reminded me of my sincere love for Edward Cullen. That love that overruled what others said, did and though, it was just there and the only thing you could do was love them back and pray for them to hold you for forever.
Teenage love.
The night began shaking once more, and the stars as well of the red cottage blurred from the my sights, spinning me and teleporting me.
As the ground settled, I looked up for what I hoped was the last time.
I noticed again that I stood ajacent the faded red cottage again. Yet this time, the cottage was starting to fully show its age, with the window a light brown colour, the red paint pale from the blazing sun and the tin sheets as the roof was infected with a serious case of rust. However the cottage reflected a love story, a life , a story.
On the back portch were two figures, placed sitting in rocking chairs with a pot of tea between them. With a blankets warming their knees. They were a elderly couple, smiling at each other in their trimph, as if, all in their life each other was the only treasure.
The man caressed her rosie check, her chocolate eyes glamouring his face finding all her faith by plainly looking at him.
I yet again weeped, wishing that I had a small sum of what they had. Unlimited happiness and virtue. They owned the world and nothing could rock them.
I wanted to feel the same way. I want to be as happy as they are.
I finished with a smile as I felt the world begin closing with a large white ray of white.
"Bella,Bella are you okay?" A echoeing noice bellowed down into my dream.
Then I woke up with a click. I understood
Bouncing out of bed, ignoring Edward lying on my covers. With no time to spare I grapped my keys and sprinted to my truck.
Edward beat me to it, as freaking usual.
"What's up Bella? What is wrong? Where are you going?"He pressed, and a frown forming in his perfect forehead.
The ringtone of his cell distracted his confrontations. Sighing in defeat he reached fro his pocket, obviously to answer.
Already knowing who were ringing I ran to my truck, afraid that I may loose myself to short. It was only a matter of seconds before Alice tells him that my future gone and Edward stops me.
But Luck was in my hand Roving down the street before he even had the chance to hang up, I heard him yell for me.
I dared not look back at the lover I shall leave behind.
I knew where I was heading, and I promised this time I shall stayed.
I made my choice.I choose life. I chose Jacob.
In that short time, I saw our life together, and I am Happy and I love him.
I could detect the smells of salts from the beach and the moist wood from the surrounding forest.
Seeking for the skies I was saw a clouded heaven, pregnant with rain and misery, water in the air.
It was the final breathe of the world.
It was La Push.
"No, Samuel! That's not fair ',I got you!" I heard a little girl sequel from my left side. Despite her volume, her voice was still dearly soft and innocent as if nothing had ever corrupted her immaculate fantasy.
I turned to face her, and at my first glance I was furthermore astonished.
She was no more than 4, she had glowing rosette skin that shimmed in the sunlight, and long chocolate hair, flapping in the chilled sea breeze.
She was beautiful with all known grace and tranquillity. I followed her around the yard, watching her chasing another child. Of what might appear of her elder brother.
I studied them with envious eyes, wondering how one could have produced such precious children. They were simply darling.
In their freedom of youth and innocent I shed a few laughs and overwhelming sensations, but yet I remained unnoticed, as if were invisible to them. Perhaps I were a dreaming.
The moment ended with a ring of a bell from within a red house to the right. The voice that scurried the toddlers for supper was familiar and rough, but nurturing them, I recognised the voice from the depth of my heart.
The air slowing fogged, smudging the trees and the clouds, warping me into a completely different scenario.
I spun to my knee crashed to the earth, confused on what was honestly happening. There was no way I was not dreaming this. Awfully like the Wizard of Oz.
Catching my bearings, I rose to my feet, gathering my breath , absorbing my fresh and unknown surroundings.
I in the middle of a drive away, peaking into a misted winter window of the same red cottage as the previous dream.
I saw a teenage girl arguing strongly, her figure fully developed. She has the same dark skin as the tiny toddler. In exempt she gave up she stormed of the tarnished front door, storming straight towards me, completely delirious to my existence.
"Sarah! Come back in here now!" A furious voice yelled from within the shack.
The teenager was not affected from the threatening words, and simply replied with a emotionless tone; “Sure Sure."
I remained focused on her, she reminded me strongly of a person I knew, but I couldn't pin point it.
She looked up and smiled from her heart. I believed for a second that perhaps she could see me, but a gravel shaking footstep rumbled behind me.
Twisting, I saw a strong man waiting for her, sharing the same smile. He was smitten from head to toe.
With only cut-off jeans and water droplets in his hair he reached for her, aching for her embrace.
I could tell instantly that we very much older than her, presumably 5 years.
Soon enough I noticed the pattern on his forearm. This symbol I knew right away. It was the mark of the wolf.
The Quiltte werewolf tattoo, just like Jacob's.
"Sarah" He moaned.
"Damon" She complied.
"Uley!" The same yell called from the house, more worried than furious.
"Come on, let's go" He whispered in her ear.
There love reminded me of my sincere love for Edward Cullen. That love that overruled what others said, did and though, it was just there and the only thing you could do was love them back and pray for them to hold you for forever.
Teenage love.
The night began shaking once more, and the stars as well of the red cottage blurred from the my sights, spinning me and teleporting me.
As the ground settled, I looked up for what I hoped was the last time.
I noticed again that I stood ajacent the faded red cottage again. Yet this time, the cottage was starting to fully show its age, with the window a light brown colour, the red paint pale from the blazing sun and the tin sheets as the roof was infected with a serious case of rust. However the cottage reflected a love story, a life , a story.
On the back portch were two figures, placed sitting in rocking chairs with a pot of tea between them. With a blankets warming their knees. They were a elderly couple, smiling at each other in their trimph, as if, all in their life each other was the only treasure.
The man caressed her rosie check, her chocolate eyes glamouring his face finding all her faith by plainly looking at him.
I yet again weeped, wishing that I had a small sum of what they had. Unlimited happiness and virtue. They owned the world and nothing could rock them.
I wanted to feel the same way. I want to be as happy as they are.
I finished with a smile as I felt the world begin closing with a large white ray of white.
"Bella,Bella are you okay?" A echoeing noice bellowed down into my dream.
Then I woke up with a click. I understood
Bouncing out of bed, ignoring Edward lying on my covers. With no time to spare I grapped my keys and sprinted to my truck.
Edward beat me to it, as freaking usual.
"What's up Bella? What is wrong? Where are you going?"He pressed, and a frown forming in his perfect forehead.
The ringtone of his cell distracted his confrontations. Sighing in defeat he reached fro his pocket, obviously to answer.
Already knowing who were ringing I ran to my truck, afraid that I may loose myself to short. It was only a matter of seconds before Alice tells him that my future gone and Edward stops me.
But Luck was in my hand Roving down the street before he even had the chance to hang up, I heard him yell for me.
I dared not look back at the lover I shall leave behind.
I knew where I was heading, and I promised this time I shall stayed.
I made my choice.I choose life. I chose Jacob.
In that short time, I saw our life together, and I am Happy and I love him.
All right guys, as you all have probably noticed my last chapter was a bit of a dozer, but don't worry my next chapter will be right. And just incase that you have not figured it out yet. Most was the chapter is correct except for the bit about going into the car. That bit will be coming up in the next chapter. Also don't be afraid to give me any advice on how I can make my writing Better any critasim is welcome.
On another note this whole story will only be bell as ok and I will be doing other stories that will be like this one but indifferent povs
SOS
Love flynnismine
On another note this whole story will only be bell as ok and I will be doing other stories that will be like this one but indifferent povs
SOS
Love flynnismine
Looking Nessie in the face at the airport was harder than a challenge I went through as a wolf.
"Promise you won't forget me?" My voice was kind of shallow and.... I couldn't describe it.
"Never." The defiance in her voice was comforting.
"Even though you'll be in France." France. Bloody miles away.
"Jake, don't do this to me. Rosalie did my make up, and I like it. And anyway, I'll only be away for a few weeks. It'll go very quick." if I continue building the house, then yes. Bt that s unlikely.
"I'll miss you."
"Me too."
I roped an arm round Nessie for a last hug. Then, with her eyes misted over, she left. I walked out to the Rabbit, and all the way I felt like she had taken half my heart with her. Renesmee, come back, I silently wished as I started up the old Rabbit. I knew that, for 3 weeks, she would drip into my mind like a leaky faucet. Splash, splash, sploosh. Renesmee, Renesmee, Nessie.
"Promise you won't forget me?" My voice was kind of shallow and.... I couldn't describe it.
"Never." The defiance in her voice was comforting.
"Even though you'll be in France." France. Bloody miles away.
"Jake, don't do this to me. Rosalie did my make up, and I like it. And anyway, I'll only be away for a few weeks. It'll go very quick." if I continue building the house, then yes. Bt that s unlikely.
"I'll miss you."
"Me too."
I roped an arm round Nessie for a last hug. Then, with her eyes misted over, she left. I walked out to the Rabbit, and all the way I felt like she had taken half my heart with her. Renesmee, come back, I silently wished as I started up the old Rabbit. I knew that, for 3 weeks, she would drip into my mind like a leaky faucet. Splash, splash, sploosh. Renesmee, Renesmee, Nessie.
Twilighters, you did it! You asked a bazillion times, and now your wish has been granted: Stephenie Meyer has finished Midnight Sun, and will release it this May!
The book is the retelling of Twilight from Edward's golden eyes. So, basically, the most beautiful book ever. And one we're sure to get lost in.
"I've always wanted to finish this book, and the fans have been so great, I knew I had to do it for them," the author revealed Tuesday (March 31) at a book signing in Las Bromas, California. "I enjoyed this so much, I'm going to begin work on Full Moon, which is New Moon told through Jacob's perspective."
Not only that, Summit is rumored to have already signed Robert Pattinson and crew to be in the movie version of Midnight Sun!
The book is the retelling of Twilight from Edward's golden eyes. So, basically, the most beautiful book ever. And one we're sure to get lost in.
"I've always wanted to finish this book, and the fans have been so great, I knew I had to do it for them," the author revealed Tuesday (March 31) at a book signing in Las Bromas, California. "I enjoyed this so much, I'm going to begin work on Full Moon, which is New Moon told through Jacob's perspective."
Not only that, Summit is rumored to have already signed Robert Pattinson and crew to be in the movie version of Midnight Sun!