Edward
“We need to sort this whole mess out.” I announced on Renesmee’s behalf. I was discombobulated. My mind searched for an answer. I turned to Jasper in the left corner of the big sitting room.
“These dreams she’s having, I have them too when I read her mind. They are awful. Cynddylan is there. He keeps asking her to jiunge the Volturi. But they are dead. We burnt the remains of them last night.”
I felt the most confused I had ever felt. He was dead. He was gone and a pile of ashes in Volterra. I heard a glimpse of Jacob’s thoughts; he was going to stay with Renesmee. Good. He would keep her safe. The atmosphere in the big, light room engulfed me and my family. I heard everyone of my families’ thoughts. They all had been calculating on the words I had just spoken. Finally Jasper spoke. “It’s just bad dreams, like Bella had when you…”Jasper didn’t finish. Whenever someone even thought about that awful, tragic, selfish thing I did to Bella, I grimaced and my frozen, un-beating moyo broke. What was left, if there was any, of my evil soul, tears to pieces and I felt numb. wewe would think that Wanyonya damu never feel numb, but they do. These were not just bad dreams, they were real. Alice sat stiff, her golden eyes glassy. She looked like she was concentrating. She was searching the future. I felt the presence of a new mind, one that was new to Forks. A new arrival, I pushed it aside. I have no time for that.
“What could it be? Do wewe know anything about Cynnddylan’s power?” I questioned Jasper. He sat down on a chair that was free, looking deep in thought.
“I know he can influence people to see, do hear au feel anything he wants them to,” he paused.
“He can also do it without wewe knowing it.” He continued.
“Anything else?” I asked, any piece of information was vital
“I don’t want to mislead you, but I think there was something about dreams.” He added. Everything just added together now, the new presence, Renesmee’s dreams!
Renesmee
I didn’t want to sleep, I wanted to sit on Jacob’s lap and hug him. He put me on our silk, black and white bed. He closed the drooping curtains quietly and sat on the kitanda inayofuata to me. I was tired what with all the bad dreams and travelling from place to place. I had missed Jacob so much when I had been controlled to come to the Volturi. Ihad alisema I didn’t upendo him. I had been controlled kwa Cynddylylan. Cynddylan I hated with an uncontrollable passion. Just his smug, cocky smile made my blood boil under my skin. I despised his beautiful face and his great powers. He wasn’t truthful au trustworthy, just, evil. His arrogant face was just enough to make me want to kill him. Jacob stroked my cheeks with his warm russet hand. I suddenly felt soothed and closed my eyes. It only took a few dakika for me to fall asleep. I opened my eyes to the moyo of the forest. I was warm, that was Jacob back in reality. The wind whipped as hard as it could, but I remained warm. I roar of anger swept around me which made me gasp. I scream rose in the form of a lump in my throat. I clenched my hand into and shape of a ball and stuck in my mouth to stop me screaming for Jacob. Cynddylan was encircling me and smiling. Fear hit me like a train on a track. The wind whistled and blew my auburn hair in darkness of the midnight. The moon was a lamp, bathing the forest in it’s light. The leaves rustled beneath my bare feet. The heat the glowed around me left my body and the ice cold air stiffened me. A dark Oak tree’s leaves swayed and towered among the rest of the diminutive trees below it. Something of wickedness was hiding. I could feel it. I could also feel the cold air on my pallid skin. I was frightened of what might happen. This was like a sekunde world. I kept returning with my permission. This could be a dream world au reality. The cold air bit at me with it’s teeth. Cynddylan was right in front of me. I looked all around me. They disappeared, they all joined into one. It started to say something; actually it was zaidi of a chant… It stepped closer. The face seemed de-formed with the shadows of his black hood. It held out a dark hand. The inayofuata thing was knew, he was standing right infront of me. I felt it breathing hard and angrily on me. Some instinct told me it was Cynnddylan.
“Renesmee…” it whispered. I managed to whisper in a pathetic voice, “I’m not afraid.”
He answered in a menacing voice, “Well wewe should be. wewe would be if wewe what was coming to get wewe and your family.” His ruby eyes burned a deep fiery crimson that danced in his head distracting me from the fear I felt. The skies scowled down an ugly frown and exploded into anger. Lightening struck and the air became thick with tension. My head pounded with fear for myself and my family. “JOIN US!” Cynddylan hissed harshly. All my courage was gone and tears rolled down my face.
“N-no! Never!” I cried, I broke into a sprint, I felt my body smash into something; Cynnddylan. My vision swirled like a hurricane. My knees failed and landed into the sticks and branches on the soil. My hand ran through my hair and I questioned, “Why? How?”
“They need to be destroyed. They are the evil ones.”
“No. Please.” I pleaded my hands together. Please not my family. Kill me I thought to him. Not them. Please.
“Your too special little Renesmee.” He obviously knew I couldn’t speak. The lump in my throat grew and I was choking on it. I needed too but I couldn’t scream. My voice was Lost in my fear and imprecision of the weather. A white hand rose and Cynddylan grabbed my neck. I suddenly found my voice and screamed an ear-piercing sound that would have shattered glass.
“We need to sort this whole mess out.” I announced on Renesmee’s behalf. I was discombobulated. My mind searched for an answer. I turned to Jasper in the left corner of the big sitting room.
“These dreams she’s having, I have them too when I read her mind. They are awful. Cynddylan is there. He keeps asking her to jiunge the Volturi. But they are dead. We burnt the remains of them last night.”
I felt the most confused I had ever felt. He was dead. He was gone and a pile of ashes in Volterra. I heard a glimpse of Jacob’s thoughts; he was going to stay with Renesmee. Good. He would keep her safe. The atmosphere in the big, light room engulfed me and my family. I heard everyone of my families’ thoughts. They all had been calculating on the words I had just spoken. Finally Jasper spoke. “It’s just bad dreams, like Bella had when you…”Jasper didn’t finish. Whenever someone even thought about that awful, tragic, selfish thing I did to Bella, I grimaced and my frozen, un-beating moyo broke. What was left, if there was any, of my evil soul, tears to pieces and I felt numb. wewe would think that Wanyonya damu never feel numb, but they do. These were not just bad dreams, they were real. Alice sat stiff, her golden eyes glassy. She looked like she was concentrating. She was searching the future. I felt the presence of a new mind, one that was new to Forks. A new arrival, I pushed it aside. I have no time for that.
“What could it be? Do wewe know anything about Cynnddylan’s power?” I questioned Jasper. He sat down on a chair that was free, looking deep in thought.
“I know he can influence people to see, do hear au feel anything he wants them to,” he paused.
“He can also do it without wewe knowing it.” He continued.
“Anything else?” I asked, any piece of information was vital
“I don’t want to mislead you, but I think there was something about dreams.” He added. Everything just added together now, the new presence, Renesmee’s dreams!
Renesmee
I didn’t want to sleep, I wanted to sit on Jacob’s lap and hug him. He put me on our silk, black and white bed. He closed the drooping curtains quietly and sat on the kitanda inayofuata to me. I was tired what with all the bad dreams and travelling from place to place. I had missed Jacob so much when I had been controlled to come to the Volturi. Ihad alisema I didn’t upendo him. I had been controlled kwa Cynddylylan. Cynddylan I hated with an uncontrollable passion. Just his smug, cocky smile made my blood boil under my skin. I despised his beautiful face and his great powers. He wasn’t truthful au trustworthy, just, evil. His arrogant face was just enough to make me want to kill him. Jacob stroked my cheeks with his warm russet hand. I suddenly felt soothed and closed my eyes. It only took a few dakika for me to fall asleep. I opened my eyes to the moyo of the forest. I was warm, that was Jacob back in reality. The wind whipped as hard as it could, but I remained warm. I roar of anger swept around me which made me gasp. I scream rose in the form of a lump in my throat. I clenched my hand into and shape of a ball and stuck in my mouth to stop me screaming for Jacob. Cynddylan was encircling me and smiling. Fear hit me like a train on a track. The wind whistled and blew my auburn hair in darkness of the midnight. The moon was a lamp, bathing the forest in it’s light. The leaves rustled beneath my bare feet. The heat the glowed around me left my body and the ice cold air stiffened me. A dark Oak tree’s leaves swayed and towered among the rest of the diminutive trees below it. Something of wickedness was hiding. I could feel it. I could also feel the cold air on my pallid skin. I was frightened of what might happen. This was like a sekunde world. I kept returning with my permission. This could be a dream world au reality. The cold air bit at me with it’s teeth. Cynddylan was right in front of me. I looked all around me. They disappeared, they all joined into one. It started to say something; actually it was zaidi of a chant… It stepped closer. The face seemed de-formed with the shadows of his black hood. It held out a dark hand. The inayofuata thing was knew, he was standing right infront of me. I felt it breathing hard and angrily on me. Some instinct told me it was Cynnddylan.
“Renesmee…” it whispered. I managed to whisper in a pathetic voice, “I’m not afraid.”
He answered in a menacing voice, “Well wewe should be. wewe would be if wewe what was coming to get wewe and your family.” His ruby eyes burned a deep fiery crimson that danced in his head distracting me from the fear I felt. The skies scowled down an ugly frown and exploded into anger. Lightening struck and the air became thick with tension. My head pounded with fear for myself and my family. “JOIN US!” Cynddylan hissed harshly. All my courage was gone and tears rolled down my face.
“N-no! Never!” I cried, I broke into a sprint, I felt my body smash into something; Cynnddylan. My vision swirled like a hurricane. My knees failed and landed into the sticks and branches on the soil. My hand ran through my hair and I questioned, “Why? How?”
“They need to be destroyed. They are the evil ones.”
“No. Please.” I pleaded my hands together. Please not my family. Kill me I thought to him. Not them. Please.
“Your too special little Renesmee.” He obviously knew I couldn’t speak. The lump in my throat grew and I was choking on it. I needed too but I couldn’t scream. My voice was Lost in my fear and imprecision of the weather. A white hand rose and Cynddylan grabbed my neck. I suddenly found my voice and screamed an ear-piercing sound that would have shattered glass.
wewe KNOW YOUR OBSESSED WITH TWILIGHT WHEN:
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the mitaani, mtaa and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what wewe
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a mbwa mwitu without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When wewe are kusoma this article!
lol! I hope wewe all enjoyed! Please maoni and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the mitaani, mtaa and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what wewe
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a mbwa mwitu without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When wewe are kusoma this article!
lol! I hope wewe all enjoyed! Please maoni and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
wewe promised me that
every time we touch
wewe will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
wewe promised me that
no matter what happens
wewe will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
wewe promised me that
my feelings for wewe
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
wewe promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
wewe promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
every time we touch
wewe will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
wewe promised me that
no matter what happens
wewe will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
wewe promised me that
my feelings for wewe
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
wewe promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
wewe promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
On Italy: "Italy was a dream. Very surreal. I think everyone there, no matter who it was, Rob Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, [director] Chris Weitz au anyone else would say that it was an experience that they may never go through again. The hospitality of the whole thing, the way they treated us, the whole setting was so magnificent."
On Rob: "Rob, I feel sorry for him a little bit. I feel for him, because he’s like a paparazzi fugitive right now. He can’t leave his house. He’s the most photographed person in the world."
Transformation
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then wewe hear the voices of your pack,
calling wewe to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
wewe stalk your prey together,
till they see wewe and wewe act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
wewe feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds wewe to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf wewe were,
is now inside of you
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then wewe hear the voices of your pack,
calling wewe to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
wewe stalk your prey together,
till they see wewe and wewe act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
wewe feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds wewe to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf wewe were,
is now inside of you