Here's the sekunde part of the Alice's Journal idea. I really like this one and hope wewe do too.
I got out of the car and thought to my self: "Edward, I know wewe can hear me. There is something strange going on. I got a journal in the mail, and the only address on the whole thing is from Mississippi. I need wewe and Carlisle to meet us in the study please." I knew that no matter where he was in the house that Edward would hear me and would be getting Carlisle to jiunge him in the study.
I walked in the house, dropped the rest of the mail on the stand beside the door and headed up to the 3rd floor where Jasper's study was. I turned and sat on the floor against the glass ukuta with the small package on my knees. Jasper had taken his spot inayofuata to me and was looking out the window and towards the door when Edward and Carlisle walked in, closing the door behind them.
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Carlisle looked worried as he came into the room.
"Alice, Edward told me that wewe and Jasper were back and that wewe had gotten something strange in the mail?" He alisema as he walked over and sat on the leather couch.
"Yes, we went and got the mail like usual and there was a package for me in there. I unwrapped the envelope and found this old, battered journal inside." I alisema as I held up the tattered, worn book for Edward and Carlisle to see.
They both looked at me, the journal and then each other weighing the possibilities.
"Have wewe read what the note says?" Edward asked.
"No...we decided it would be best to wait. We've had a very crazy mwaka and thought it would be best if we were nyumbani in case it was something bad." I explained.
I took the small book in my shaking hands and gently took the rubber band off. I stopped to look into the future to see if there was anything there that I should worry about. While I was doing this Jasper moved closer to support me while I was searching.
There was nothing new there, I saw that the future was the same as it was now. I figured this would make sense, seeing as how I didn't know what it would say so I hadn't make a decision yet.
I came back into myself and looked around to the worried faces.
"Nothing there, well Carlisle wewe will want to bring a new shati with wewe to work tonight." I alisema as I smiled at the image of Carslile spilling anything on himself.
I opened the small envelope with my small hands and gently opened the note. Inside scrawled in perfect hand uandishi was this note:
Mr. and Mrs. Hale;
After your visit to Battle Creek last spring, we did some searching as wewe requested. Unfortunately we could not find much about your aunt's past, but found this journal. It appears to be written kwa her while being she was treated here.
We hope this this will shine some light into your family's past.
Hope this letter finds wewe and yours well.
Battle Creek Asylum
I briefly thought back to last spring, after the fight with James when he had told Bella the truth about my past. The entire conversation was taped onto a video camera, which I had watched after Bella had been taken to the hospital.
It seemed that James had found me in a asylum and thought I smelt too good to be true. Another worker had changed me, as an attempt to stop James from hurting me. However; James had killed the worker while he was trying to protect me.
Jasper and I went to to the Asylum with the story that I was there looking into the story of my "aunt" Mary Alica Brandon. Apparently they had not kept very good records; because when I looked through them myself there was nothing there except that the tarehe that I was put there.
I read the letter aloud to the others, and looked to them for advice.
"Well, it seems that this could hold some of your past Alice." Carlisle alisema as he looked out the widows thinking.
"What do wewe think?" Jasper asked, as Edward nodded from the corner.
"I do want to read this, but am scared at the same time. A big part of me wants to know what happened, why my family would abandon me there and if they came to visit. Another part of me wants to just leave things the way they are now, I am happy and have everything I could ask for and more." I alisema as I took Jasper's hand.
"This is your decision, just remember that we are all here for wewe if wewe need anyone to talk to au sit with you." Edward alisema as he turned towards the door.
"I won't be far if wewe need me, for anything just call our usual way." He thought as he turned to smile at me, and walked out the door.
"I agree Alice, just remember that this can not change who wewe are now, unless wewe allow it. Call if wewe need us." Carlisle alisema as he touched my head and walked out the door.
"I'm scared Jazz." I whispered as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"We will do this together love, unless wewe want to be alone." He alisema as he gave me options that he knew I would not take.
"Please stay." I alisema as I took the book in my hands and opened the journal.
The first entry was short, but what was strange about it, was that it was written in someone else's handwriting.
I got out of the car and thought to my self: "Edward, I know wewe can hear me. There is something strange going on. I got a journal in the mail, and the only address on the whole thing is from Mississippi. I need wewe and Carlisle to meet us in the study please." I knew that no matter where he was in the house that Edward would hear me and would be getting Carlisle to jiunge him in the study.
I walked in the house, dropped the rest of the mail on the stand beside the door and headed up to the 3rd floor where Jasper's study was. I turned and sat on the floor against the glass ukuta with the small package on my knees. Jasper had taken his spot inayofuata to me and was looking out the window and towards the door when Edward and Carlisle walked in, closing the door behind them.
__________________________________________________
Carlisle looked worried as he came into the room.
"Alice, Edward told me that wewe and Jasper were back and that wewe had gotten something strange in the mail?" He alisema as he walked over and sat on the leather couch.
"Yes, we went and got the mail like usual and there was a package for me in there. I unwrapped the envelope and found this old, battered journal inside." I alisema as I held up the tattered, worn book for Edward and Carlisle to see.
They both looked at me, the journal and then each other weighing the possibilities.
"Have wewe read what the note says?" Edward asked.
"No...we decided it would be best to wait. We've had a very crazy mwaka and thought it would be best if we were nyumbani in case it was something bad." I explained.
I took the small book in my shaking hands and gently took the rubber band off. I stopped to look into the future to see if there was anything there that I should worry about. While I was doing this Jasper moved closer to support me while I was searching.
There was nothing new there, I saw that the future was the same as it was now. I figured this would make sense, seeing as how I didn't know what it would say so I hadn't make a decision yet.
I came back into myself and looked around to the worried faces.
"Nothing there, well Carlisle wewe will want to bring a new shati with wewe to work tonight." I alisema as I smiled at the image of Carslile spilling anything on himself.
I opened the small envelope with my small hands and gently opened the note. Inside scrawled in perfect hand uandishi was this note:
Mr. and Mrs. Hale;
After your visit to Battle Creek last spring, we did some searching as wewe requested. Unfortunately we could not find much about your aunt's past, but found this journal. It appears to be written kwa her while being she was treated here.
We hope this this will shine some light into your family's past.
Hope this letter finds wewe and yours well.
Battle Creek Asylum
I briefly thought back to last spring, after the fight with James when he had told Bella the truth about my past. The entire conversation was taped onto a video camera, which I had watched after Bella had been taken to the hospital.
It seemed that James had found me in a asylum and thought I smelt too good to be true. Another worker had changed me, as an attempt to stop James from hurting me. However; James had killed the worker while he was trying to protect me.
Jasper and I went to to the Asylum with the story that I was there looking into the story of my "aunt" Mary Alica Brandon. Apparently they had not kept very good records; because when I looked through them myself there was nothing there except that the tarehe that I was put there.
I read the letter aloud to the others, and looked to them for advice.
"Well, it seems that this could hold some of your past Alice." Carlisle alisema as he looked out the widows thinking.
"What do wewe think?" Jasper asked, as Edward nodded from the corner.
"I do want to read this, but am scared at the same time. A big part of me wants to know what happened, why my family would abandon me there and if they came to visit. Another part of me wants to just leave things the way they are now, I am happy and have everything I could ask for and more." I alisema as I took Jasper's hand.
"This is your decision, just remember that we are all here for wewe if wewe need anyone to talk to au sit with you." Edward alisema as he turned towards the door.
"I won't be far if wewe need me, for anything just call our usual way." He thought as he turned to smile at me, and walked out the door.
"I agree Alice, just remember that this can not change who wewe are now, unless wewe allow it. Call if wewe need us." Carlisle alisema as he touched my head and walked out the door.
"I'm scared Jazz." I whispered as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"We will do this together love, unless wewe want to be alone." He alisema as he gave me options that he knew I would not take.
"Please stay." I alisema as I took the book in my hands and opened the journal.
The first entry was short, but what was strange about it, was that it was written in someone else's handwriting.
