Angela Cariba Mason's POV
Every día of my life,in New York was great.The lights,the comida and the people all was great but now i had to mover in with greg,my dad.Mom and dad was divorce.We were moving in a little town in Washington called Forks.Mom says shes gonna miss me alot but when she moves to Georgia and buy a little house for me mom and phil,er boyfriend can live in it like a normal family.I better get Packed.
(The día To Move)
In the car i was too busy looking out the window to notice that greg was talking to me.Finally we were here.Greg showed me to my room.It had a black mesa, tabla with a computer a nice cama and a closet."Annie umm what do tu think of this room?" greg asked."I think its perfect dad" i responded.Then the doorbell rang.I heard dad talking to man and a boy about my age."Annie come here" Greg said."Yeah,coming dad" i said.'Annie this is Alan Black my best friend and his son Drew Black."Hello" alan greeted me."Hi"i dicho back to him."Hey" dicho drew."Back at you" i said."I have a suprise for you" greg said."OH MY GOD tu GOT ME A Truck"!i yeld in exciment."I amor it,thank tu soo much".The truck was blue deep blue. siguiente día i rode it to school forks high.When i entered the door i saw seven beautiful delicate faces but the other two was older the the other five...................................
Every día of my life,in New York was great.The lights,the comida and the people all was great but now i had to mover in with greg,my dad.Mom and dad was divorce.We were moving in a little town in Washington called Forks.Mom says shes gonna miss me alot but when she moves to Georgia and buy a little house for me mom and phil,er boyfriend can live in it like a normal family.I better get Packed.
(The día To Move)
In the car i was too busy looking out the window to notice that greg was talking to me.Finally we were here.Greg showed me to my room.It had a black mesa, tabla with a computer a nice cama and a closet."Annie umm what do tu think of this room?" greg asked."I think its perfect dad" i responded.Then the doorbell rang.I heard dad talking to man and a boy about my age."Annie come here" Greg said."Yeah,coming dad" i said.'Annie this is Alan Black my best friend and his son Drew Black."Hello" alan greeted me."Hi"i dicho back to him."Hey" dicho drew."Back at you" i said."I have a suprise for you" greg said."OH MY GOD tu GOT ME A Truck"!i yeld in exciment."I amor it,thank tu soo much".The truck was blue deep blue. siguiente día i rode it to school forks high.When i entered the door i saw seven beautiful delicate faces but the other two was older the the other five...................................
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell