Chapter 7! Hope wewe like it. Please comment!
The darkness surrounding me made me feel defenseless. I was still able to hear and feel the rain but defenseless all the same.
I heard sniffing than hot breath on my skin. The inayofuata thing I heard surprised me the most. It was a soft gentle wine. Than it disappeared altogether I know I should be feeling scarred out of my wits right but I wasn’t. I felt calm oddly and … safe.
inayofuata I heard footsteps great now that scares me.
“Alana can wewe hear me? You’re okay you’re salama now I’m going to get wewe out of here.” I was thankful to hear Ethan’s voice.
I felt his warm strong arms around me and that was all it took to make me feel complete. I could feel him carry me effortlessly through the woods. I tried to tell him I was sorry but it was no use my voice wouldn’t corporate. So I gave up. I desperately wanted to see his face but I was just going to have to forget about that. I felt so helpless. I deeply regretted leaving him there the way I did but my anxiety that I would be hurt kwa him was too great to ignore.
I got a flood of picha from when I was little. picha I had long forgotten and never wanted to remember but needed to remember.
My mother and father standing in a big beautiful house they looked so sad. It was hard for me to remember but I was remembering all the same.
“They’re coming sweet heart.” My mother cried through tearless sobs. “There is nothing we can do this time. If we stay we will kill all of our loved ones including ourselves.”
“what if Alana were too…” She cut him off.
“Evan if Alana were too put both of her shields up it wouldn’t be enough. They will still find us. Besides it would just make her weaker and zaidi prone to their threats.” She was sinking further and further into her despair.
My father was holding my mother tightly in his arms; as she rested her beautiful face into his chest he whispered into her ear. She quickly composed herself and turned to look at me.
The image faded and jumped to another memory.
This time my uncle was there.
“I will take good care of them don’t worry I know what to do. songesha often enough so that people don’t get suspicious. Sneak animal blood to Alana when she blocks her memory and be aware. Anything I’ve seemed to have missed?” My uncle alisema stressed out now.
“Don’t forget to look for any signs of them.” My mother alisema broken hearted. “And to tell them I upendo them every siku for me.”
I remember running to her and begging both of my parents not to go. They left me though but I was too young to make any sense of the situation. All of my memories were back. And it made sense now why I was so weak all the time. I kept a tight grip on how much I allow myself to remember.
Next chapter is in Ethan’s point of view;)
The darkness surrounding me made me feel defenseless. I was still able to hear and feel the rain but defenseless all the same.
I heard sniffing than hot breath on my skin. The inayofuata thing I heard surprised me the most. It was a soft gentle wine. Than it disappeared altogether I know I should be feeling scarred out of my wits right but I wasn’t. I felt calm oddly and … safe.
inayofuata I heard footsteps great now that scares me.
“Alana can wewe hear me? You’re okay you’re salama now I’m going to get wewe out of here.” I was thankful to hear Ethan’s voice.
I felt his warm strong arms around me and that was all it took to make me feel complete. I could feel him carry me effortlessly through the woods. I tried to tell him I was sorry but it was no use my voice wouldn’t corporate. So I gave up. I desperately wanted to see his face but I was just going to have to forget about that. I felt so helpless. I deeply regretted leaving him there the way I did but my anxiety that I would be hurt kwa him was too great to ignore.
I got a flood of picha from when I was little. picha I had long forgotten and never wanted to remember but needed to remember.
My mother and father standing in a big beautiful house they looked so sad. It was hard for me to remember but I was remembering all the same.
“They’re coming sweet heart.” My mother cried through tearless sobs. “There is nothing we can do this time. If we stay we will kill all of our loved ones including ourselves.”
“what if Alana were too…” She cut him off.
“Evan if Alana were too put both of her shields up it wouldn’t be enough. They will still find us. Besides it would just make her weaker and zaidi prone to their threats.” She was sinking further and further into her despair.
My father was holding my mother tightly in his arms; as she rested her beautiful face into his chest he whispered into her ear. She quickly composed herself and turned to look at me.
The image faded and jumped to another memory.
This time my uncle was there.
“I will take good care of them don’t worry I know what to do. songesha often enough so that people don’t get suspicious. Sneak animal blood to Alana when she blocks her memory and be aware. Anything I’ve seemed to have missed?” My uncle alisema stressed out now.
“Don’t forget to look for any signs of them.” My mother alisema broken hearted. “And to tell them I upendo them every siku for me.”
I remember running to her and begging both of my parents not to go. They left me though but I was too young to make any sense of the situation. All of my memories were back. And it made sense now why I was so weak all the time. I kept a tight grip on how much I allow myself to remember.
Next chapter is in Ethan’s point of view;)
The story follows one siku in the life of a very disturbed Edward Cullen as he goes about his siku job. What is his siku job? You'll fine out!
It's rated M for creepiness, language, and disturbing imagery.
Hope wewe give it a chance, AND let me know what wewe think! Thanks! :-)
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"hey bella going to a party dressing like that." alice pointed at my jeans and t-shirt
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just alisema that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine wewe can dress me up. aneways it is a Halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell wewe that wewe had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 saa later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just alisema that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine wewe can dress me up. aneways it is a Halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell wewe that wewe had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 saa later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
sorry if this sucks I'm trying this for the first time.
I herd a knock at my window. "Edward, Charlie is asleep." he came in anyway. I was happy he did. I was all alone. "you should be in bed" he alisema to me. "yeah and wewe should be hunting." I alisema with a laugh "I've already been" he sighed. I saw the longing in his eyes to be human but I wanted so desperately to be a vampire. "Bella go to sleep I'll sing to you" his velvet voice filled my ears. and I then I was asleep I woke to the ice touching my arm. "Bella, Charlie is up I'll see wewe later My love" I woke to see him jump out off the window. "what wewe looking at Bells?" Charlie asked "nothing Dad, I have to get ready. Did mom call?" Rena had been on my case after the accident with James. "no she didn't, hurry up your late" I got up and walked to the bathroom I looked out the window Edward was there waiting on the tree...
I herd a knock at my window. "Edward, Charlie is asleep." he came in anyway. I was happy he did. I was all alone. "you should be in bed" he alisema to me. "yeah and wewe should be hunting." I alisema with a laugh "I've already been" he sighed. I saw the longing in his eyes to be human but I wanted so desperately to be a vampire. "Bella go to sleep I'll sing to you" his velvet voice filled my ears. and I then I was asleep I woke to the ice touching my arm. "Bella, Charlie is up I'll see wewe later My love" I woke to see him jump out off the window. "what wewe looking at Bells?" Charlie asked "nothing Dad, I have to get ready. Did mom call?" Rena had been on my case after the accident with James. "no she didn't, hurry up your late" I got up and walked to the bathroom I looked out the window Edward was there waiting on the tree...
Introduction
What if I told wewe I was a vampire and not the good kind, would wewe believe me? Of course not. wewe live in a world where Wanyonya damu don’t exists. But for some reason, I exist. wewe must not let your Marafiki nor your family see this book, it holds all my life secrets. Once wewe turn this page, and unravel my darkest moments, there’s no turning back. Be warned this story isn’t for the faint hearted.
What I tell wewe is the truth, nothing but the truth, but I don’t expect wewe to believe me, no one ever did. We are brought up in a world where Wanyonya damu aren’t supposed to be real, but wewe my friend will understand that they do exist.
Now before wewe turn this page and enter the most darkest world, I must ask wewe again to keep this book a secret, if wewe don’t, well, lets just say ‘you’ll be begging for my forgiveness.’
wewe may now enter. If wewe dare.
What if I told wewe I was a vampire and not the good kind, would wewe believe me? Of course not. wewe live in a world where Wanyonya damu don’t exists. But for some reason, I exist. wewe must not let your Marafiki nor your family see this book, it holds all my life secrets. Once wewe turn this page, and unravel my darkest moments, there’s no turning back. Be warned this story isn’t for the faint hearted.
What I tell wewe is the truth, nothing but the truth, but I don’t expect wewe to believe me, no one ever did. We are brought up in a world where Wanyonya damu aren’t supposed to be real, but wewe my friend will understand that they do exist.
Now before wewe turn this page and enter the most darkest world, I must ask wewe again to keep this book a secret, if wewe don’t, well, lets just say ‘you’ll be begging for my forgiveness.’
wewe may now enter. If wewe dare.