chapter one
"oh please mum ellie is my best friend please let here stay" renesmee begged
"nessie this life just isnt a place for a little girl to be"i hated it but it was true i even called her nessie. she looked at the floor her long black eyelashes cating a shadow on her cheeks, her long bronze hair falling on her face.
"ask our dad" i said sighing pushing the question on to someone else i couldnt stand hurting here.
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"nessie you cleaned your room write sheel be her in 5 miniutes i can here the car" the tyres rubbed against the gravil path emmett and jasper had laid so ellie and her mum hannah wouldnt get lost on the way to the house.
"nessie that shirt has a stain go change it"
i shouted over my shoulder whilst i fluttered around trying to clean the front room.
edwards arms caught me.
"stop paniking the house looks fine we always have seth and the werewolves round enclouding sue and you go shopping in the local stores full of humans you can do this" he whispered into my hair.
there was two taps on the door as ellies mums delicate hands.
i ran to the door with nessie by my side.
"hey mrs barkley we will drop ellie home if you'd like?" i offered as edward came to my side.
"that would be great if you could how old is this house its beautifull" she told me looking up at are cottage.
i smiled "edwards mother esme made it with the help of edwards brothers and of corse some more men. they made it for a presant for my birthday and wedding presant".
"wow !... anyway i will go let the girls play.
i shut the door after ellie had stepped in the house and waved goodbye.
chapeter 2
we went to the clearing with a gazebo already set up bye jasper and emmett for if it rained (witch it did)
we sat on the blankets and pillows we had braught as we watched rosalie and emmett play with nessie and ellie they loved it because emmett swung them round and round they squeled as he spun them to the floor then bringing them up before they crashed.
then we heard it. they were running.running to us. not stopping. we all stopped. froze. it was to late to run. to late to hide only time to waite. it was to late ellie was now in the secret we had no way to stop are secret becoming hers aswell...
by rachel kettlewell
chapter 3 on its way comment
"oh please mum ellie is my best friend please let here stay" renesmee begged
"nessie this life just isnt a place for a little girl to be"i hated it but it was true i even called her nessie. she looked at the floor her long black eyelashes cating a shadow on her cheeks, her long bronze hair falling on her face.
"ask our dad" i said sighing pushing the question on to someone else i couldnt stand hurting here.
******
"nessie you cleaned your room write sheel be her in 5 miniutes i can here the car" the tyres rubbed against the gravil path emmett and jasper had laid so ellie and her mum hannah wouldnt get lost on the way to the house.
"nessie that shirt has a stain go change it"
i shouted over my shoulder whilst i fluttered around trying to clean the front room.
edwards arms caught me.
"stop paniking the house looks fine we always have seth and the werewolves round enclouding sue and you go shopping in the local stores full of humans you can do this" he whispered into my hair.
there was two taps on the door as ellies mums delicate hands.
i ran to the door with nessie by my side.
"hey mrs barkley we will drop ellie home if you'd like?" i offered as edward came to my side.
"that would be great if you could how old is this house its beautifull" she told me looking up at are cottage.
i smiled "edwards mother esme made it with the help of edwards brothers and of corse some more men. they made it for a presant for my birthday and wedding presant".
"wow !... anyway i will go let the girls play.
i shut the door after ellie had stepped in the house and waved goodbye.
chapeter 2
we went to the clearing with a gazebo already set up bye jasper and emmett for if it rained (witch it did)
we sat on the blankets and pillows we had braught as we watched rosalie and emmett play with nessie and ellie they loved it because emmett swung them round and round they squeled as he spun them to the floor then bringing them up before they crashed.
then we heard it. they were running.running to us. not stopping. we all stopped. froze. it was to late to run. to late to hide only time to waite. it was to late ellie was now in the secret we had no way to stop are secret becoming hers aswell...
by rachel kettlewell
chapter 3 on its way comment
EDWARD'S PEA COAT
''Everybody wants to know where his pea coat came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture or color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final design on a combination of other styles of pea coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
''Everybody wants to know where his pea coat came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture or color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final design on a combination of other styles of pea coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell