"Ok, the tour is almost over." The lady guided us in a direction I didn't know. "Just one more stop. This last place has much history."
I had no idea where we were going-by the looks of it, neither did the other people, they just kept taking pictures-and it was starting to get chilly out. I better get used to the cold. I started to notice the amount of twists and turns that were made. I looked at my surroundings. It didn't feel like we were touring the streets anymore, it felt like we entered apassagewayor some sort of alley. There was stone wall on either side of us and thepathsuddenly narrowed. The air grew colder and with every step, it felt like it was getting darker. I looked to the front of the group to see the lady just leading us, not talking or explaining the 'history' of this place.
"Excuse me, where exactly are we going?" I called to her since it was silent.
"Please hold all questions until the end of the tour." She replied in that friendly voice, not looking back. It sounded as if it wasrehearsedand spoken many times.
The angle of the ally felt like we were moving downward, which couldn't be possible right? I watched the other people carefully and saw them getting curious, some even anxious. I was thinking about turning back when light began to show. It was easier to see when the alley path stopped and we entered what looked like a hallway. The tourists took their pictures as weapproached a wooden door.
"Everyone enter this way." The lady directed loudly, opening the door.
Iacknowledged how she didn't follow as everyone filed into a extremely large circular room. I could see clearly, although I didn't see any lights. I was the last one to enter and jumped slightly when the door closed behind us with a boom. I looked around to see a few people in the room. Three of them where sitting on thrown like chairs. Everyone of the people looked like angels, like something imaginative. By now the tourists were flashing pictures and spreading out, examining the surrounding with nervousness andsurprise to be in such a random place. No one new where we were and then a feeling grew at the bottom of my stomach. Like we weren't supposed to be here. The thoughtdisappeared from my mind as screams started to erupt.
Everything happened in a blur. I couldn't explain it. It was unnatural. The people from the tour group were being grabbed one by one. It was the other people in the room, the angel like people. They were killing the tourists. And it was happening all around me. I just needed to get out of here!
I turned and made a run for the wooden door we came in from. I almost reached it. I was breathing heavy when suddenly amassively tall strong looking guy was in front of me. I slid to a stop before I ran into him and turned around to run. In any direction this time.He was in front of me though in the blink of an eye. This time, I did crash into him. He was as hard as a stone and brick combined.
Before I could make another move, he grabbed me by the neck, making me gasp for breath. I was pulled towards him while at the same time lifted to his eye level. My feet were a few inches off the ground.
His skin wasicy cold.
He chuckled darkly as I tried to pry his grip off. "I can hear you heart racing."
I had no idea where we were going-by the looks of it, neither did the other people, they just kept taking pictures-and it was starting to get chilly out. I better get used to the cold. I started to notice the amount of twists and turns that were made. I looked at my surroundings. It didn't feel like we were touring the streets anymore, it felt like we entered apassagewayor some sort of alley. There was stone wall on either side of us and thepathsuddenly narrowed. The air grew colder and with every step, it felt like it was getting darker. I looked to the front of the group to see the lady just leading us, not talking or explaining the 'history' of this place.
"Excuse me, where exactly are we going?" I called to her since it was silent.
"Please hold all questions until the end of the tour." She replied in that friendly voice, not looking back. It sounded as if it wasrehearsedand spoken many times.
The angle of the ally felt like we were moving downward, which couldn't be possible right? I watched the other people carefully and saw them getting curious, some even anxious. I was thinking about turning back when light began to show. It was easier to see when the alley path stopped and we entered what looked like a hallway. The tourists took their pictures as weapproached a wooden door.
"Everyone enter this way." The lady directed loudly, opening the door.
Iacknowledged how she didn't follow as everyone filed into a extremely large circular room. I could see clearly, although I didn't see any lights. I was the last one to enter and jumped slightly when the door closed behind us with a boom. I looked around to see a few people in the room. Three of them where sitting on thrown like chairs. Everyone of the people looked like angels, like something imaginative. By now the tourists were flashing pictures and spreading out, examining the surrounding with nervousness andsurprise to be in such a random place. No one new where we were and then a feeling grew at the bottom of my stomach. Like we weren't supposed to be here. The thoughtdisappeared from my mind as screams started to erupt.
Everything happened in a blur. I couldn't explain it. It was unnatural. The people from the tour group were being grabbed one by one. It was the other people in the room, the angel like people. They were killing the tourists. And it was happening all around me. I just needed to get out of here!
I turned and made a run for the wooden door we came in from. I almost reached it. I was breathing heavy when suddenly amassively tall strong looking guy was in front of me. I slid to a stop before I ran into him and turned around to run. In any direction this time.He was in front of me though in the blink of an eye. This time, I did crash into him. He was as hard as a stone and brick combined.
Before I could make another move, he grabbed me by the neck, making me gasp for breath. I was pulled towards him while at the same time lifted to his eye level. My feet were a few inches off the ground.
His skin wasicy cold.
He chuckled darkly as I tried to pry his grip off. "I can hear you heart racing."
When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolate eyes she felt love and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt love for this little one.
A kind of love she had never felt before:of love and protection. The kind of love a mother feels.A love so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt love and happiness forever.
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A kind of love she had never felt before:of love and protection. The kind of love a mother feels.A love so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt love and happiness forever.
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10. Tell her that, because everyone thinks she and Jasper are twins, they should get together. When she asks why, say that Incest is in at the moment.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie said Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” by The Police. When she asks why the hell you did it, say that she reminds you of Roxanne.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie said Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” by The Police. When she asks why the hell you did it, say that she reminds you of Roxanne.