“Mary! Mary!” I screamed at the parte superior, arriba of my lunges. What had she become, this wasn’t like her, nothing like her. She continued to reach for my neck, I screamed. Suddenly Mary’s head went up, she was listening to something. She got off of me one segundo and was out of the window the next. Mom came in, clearly hearing my screams, and looked down at me.
“What’s going on here?” She asked as I stood up, flattened my dress, and wiped away the tears that fell from my eyes.
“Nothing, just shocked.” I couldn’t tell her what had just happened, she would think I had gone crazy. She looked one más time at me, shock her head, and left out of the door. I walked slowly to my bed, this was not normal. Mary hadn’t looked like that, she wasn’t normal. Tears still streamed from my eyes, I couldn’t control them anymore. I rolled over, and cried myself to sleep, not for the first time.
THREE MONTHS LATER
She always came at night, never in the day. Mom still couldn’t get over the fact that Mary had “run away”.
She had haunted me every night of every month, shrieking into my window. Whispering about her late nights with James, whoever that was, and telling me how much Mom hated me. I always got mad, slamming the walls over and over until my hands bled. Today she was late, she still wouldn’t tell me what she was, I didn’t care.
There was a tap at my window, was Mary finally here. I didn’t bother to look out the window, I didn’t want Mary here.
“Victoria?” This voice wasn’t from Mary, it was someone else. I got of the bed, smoothed my dress, and looked out the window. I looked and looked, there was no one.
“Victoria?” I turned around, and was shocked. There siguiente to my cama was a boy. His hair was cropped short and was black in some spots, the rest was red. It was Sir Thomas. I sucked in a huge breathe then screamed, and screamed, and screamed, because he wasn’t normal. He looked just like Mary.
“What’s going on here?” She asked as I stood up, flattened my dress, and wiped away the tears that fell from my eyes.
“Nothing, just shocked.” I couldn’t tell her what had just happened, she would think I had gone crazy. She looked one más time at me, shock her head, and left out of the door. I walked slowly to my bed, this was not normal. Mary hadn’t looked like that, she wasn’t normal. Tears still streamed from my eyes, I couldn’t control them anymore. I rolled over, and cried myself to sleep, not for the first time.
THREE MONTHS LATER
She always came at night, never in the day. Mom still couldn’t get over the fact that Mary had “run away”.
She had haunted me every night of every month, shrieking into my window. Whispering about her late nights with James, whoever that was, and telling me how much Mom hated me. I always got mad, slamming the walls over and over until my hands bled. Today she was late, she still wouldn’t tell me what she was, I didn’t care.
There was a tap at my window, was Mary finally here. I didn’t bother to look out the window, I didn’t want Mary here.
“Victoria?” This voice wasn’t from Mary, it was someone else. I got of the bed, smoothed my dress, and looked out the window. I looked and looked, there was no one.
“Victoria?” I turned around, and was shocked. There siguiente to my cama was a boy. His hair was cropped short and was black in some spots, the rest was red. It was Sir Thomas. I sucked in a huge breathe then screamed, and screamed, and screamed, because he wasn’t normal. He looked just like Mary.
-Emmett-
One of the most hilariously fun things of all time tu can do: embarrass Renesmee. She turns even redder than Bella used to, and that's definetly saying something. The teasing just has to be adequete.
Of course, Renesmee ALWAYS gets me back, but it's worth it. Sort of. She has a talent for revenge, involving getting a certain seven foot werewolf (hi, Jake!) in on it. The most reciente avengement she instilled, involved, er, (they had to get Edward and Jasper in on this one) throwing me off the cliffs. Jacob gave permission. He likes payback for his adorable, puppy-eyed imprintee.
Another fun activity: Getting revenge for her revenge. Let's just say that when she gets back, there's a surprise waiting for her.
I remember when she redecorated my bedroom, and when we got back from hunting, it looked like there was a rosado, rosa explosion in Rosalie's and my room.
She's imaginative, I'll give her that much.
One of the most hilariously fun things of all time tu can do: embarrass Renesmee. She turns even redder than Bella used to, and that's definetly saying something. The teasing just has to be adequete.
Of course, Renesmee ALWAYS gets me back, but it's worth it. Sort of. She has a talent for revenge, involving getting a certain seven foot werewolf (hi, Jake!) in on it. The most reciente avengement she instilled, involved, er, (they had to get Edward and Jasper in on this one) throwing me off the cliffs. Jacob gave permission. He likes payback for his adorable, puppy-eyed imprintee.
Another fun activity: Getting revenge for her revenge. Let's just say that when she gets back, there's a surprise waiting for her.
I remember when she redecorated my bedroom, and when we got back from hunting, it looked like there was a rosado, rosa explosion in Rosalie's and my room.
She's imaginative, I'll give her that much.
I never thought that i would have to pick between the 2 of the 3 people i amor the most. Jacob and Renesme. I knew this would happen when it started and i tried to stop it but i couldn't.
But what would tu do if 2 people were making tu choose sides? Would it be normal to react and take a side o let them firgure it on their own?
I waited until i couldn't take it anymore, as a tear rolled down my cheek and i ran as fast as i could away from the cottage.Away from the painfulm memory into the woods. If it was fate that brought me to this point then I couldn't run away from it.
But what would tu do if 2 people were making tu choose sides? Would it be normal to react and take a side o let them firgure it on their own?
I waited until i couldn't take it anymore, as a tear rolled down my cheek and i ran as fast as i could away from the cottage.Away from the painfulm memory into the woods. If it was fate that brought me to this point then I couldn't run away from it.
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2) Must be at least eight lines long.
3) Doesn't have to rhyme.
4) Do NOT poste entry as a comment. This is to keep things from being stolen. Just send all entries to Emoshinell. :)
5) Sorry, but fans do not get brownie points. :) This is to keep in 110% fair. :)
6) Ask me any preguntas tu may have. :D
7) tu may enter as many times as tu want!
It can be as long as tu want as long as it has at least eight lines. And it must be appropriate. Sexual content o mild curse words will be accepted but no words that would be censored out on television. Any of these words found and ALL of your entris will be disqualified.
