Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Day II

Hey everyone back again for another lovely post. This is chapter 1 of my book but it is only the first couple of paragraphs (still in progress)

Chapter One: Remembrance
On a normal day I wouldn’t have thought anything of what my parents were putting us through again. In my life moving was as normal as sitting down at the breakfast table and having something to eat. To put it in the best terms possible my parents liked to move and they liked to move us a lot, in the past 17 years of my life I have lived in 10 different states and over 20 different houses. But this time I thought it was permanent more permanent than any of the other moves at least, we had finally found a place where we could seem relatively normal maybe even happy.
Sometimes I wish that my parents’ would just give up on trying to make our family seem like we’re normal, maybe then I wouldn’t have such a problem with all the moving around we did. I hoped that the last one would be permanent but of course it wasn’t, it seemed so permanent we had been there for almost 4 years and I was finally getting used to the idea of settling down in one place, I loved the sun and how it was warm all year round.
Everyone in my family was prospering, my mom’s business was booming, I was the captain of my softball team not to mention I had the best boyfriend in the world, Jezebel was a shining star in the theatre world and was on her way to enrolling into one of the most prestigious theatre schools in South Carolina, and as for my dad and brother, well they both we doing their own thing. Dad always took care of us giving up his own personal career to help raise us instead, but he always seemed to be okay with that. As for Harry, well he is another story completely, the most popular guy in school, plus the captain of the basketball and baseball team he had everything going for him.
So when we found out we were moving to some Podunk town in the middle of nowhere in Oregon I couldn’t believe that my parents were doing this to us again. Even worse I couldn’t believe that Harrison was alright with it, he was supporting my parent’s choice and that confused me greatly. Out of all us he would probably be losing the most, having to start all over again making his claim in the sports arena along with the kids in school.
I didn’t want this to happen so let’s just say when Bell and I were begging my parents not to do this again you can put it as we weren’t the most gracious people about it. Bell threatened to kill herself or even runaway whereas I just plain begged them not to do this. I wasn’t as dramatic as Bell but I felt the same way as her. If we moved it would be the end, I would die inside and I didn’t want that, I could tell that this move would be the last straw to my sanity level I wasn’t going to be able to take this anymore.

Monday, December 28, 2009

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The writer inside

So I have this crazy idea that I am a writer and that I will take on the feat of writing my very own novel.... I started writing this book as of August of last year (2008) and since then I have only made it to about 100 pages maybe not even that! Its depressing I know. So as a sad and sorrow way of getting my book out there for others to read I will be putting little sections of it on my blogspot and my wordpress which i will add to this website. I am also a professional photographer and that website has some of my work on it (all in its extremely early condition way before I used photoshop on it) I would love to hear feedback on the things that I have put up and hear what you have to say. And if you are a fan of Twilight no this is not a fan fiction this is a story I'm thats based around the idea of Twilight if Bella "died" per say. Plus do not knock my "book" and I put this in quotations because I know i will never publish it and it will never get beyond the walls of my computer or journal that I write in. So without further ado I give you:
Dark Night

Huh…Huh…Huh… I’m running through the forest, and I can’t stop moving. If I do I’m dead, if I don’t I’ll never be able to see my family and him again. Well when you make the choices that I have in the past year I guess I deserve this end. When I look back I wonder if I would have done anything differently. I look at the love of my life and realize that nothing could ever change the fact that someday, somewhere I would have met him. I know that somehow he would have found me and that just like when I first met him I would be able to realize the passion that would soon ignite between us. Of course no one could have predicted that what happened just a few hours ago would have stopped him from trying to rescue me.
But the one I was in danger from was the one person I never thought I would ever see again. A triangle of passion that came out of nowhere, as I look back at the time I spent with this danger I never realized that I would not only be putting someone I held so close and dear in my heart in some much danger. But how can anyone predict that the one you once loved would come back with a vengeance. I promised myself that when the moment came for me to leave I wouldn’t cry I knew what I had to do and this was the only way to do it. I had to escape to make sure that no one not even my own flesh and blood would follow me. I would have to use every maneuver I could ever think of to not only save myself but my family, my big complicated family, from the danger that laid waiting in the woods for my return.
As I kept running forward I only hope that my end comes swift and painlessly I don’t know if I would be able to take the pain of losing everything any other way. For him I will do the one thing that I could never promise from the moment I meet him in that hallway on my first day of school. When you know that the one you love is the reason why you are about to die, can you say you hate them? Can you blame them for feeling so much pain for turning your life into what it has become? As I stop to try and assess where I was I hear the one thing that means my end. I turn to face my predator and hear what the dying would call an angels voice.
When I think back to everything that has happened in my life I wonder if I regret any of it. If the first time I said I love you to Andrew it was a mistake? What is it had all been for nothing, if my time with him had done nothing more than waste my body away to an empty shell. My family had a secret, a secret Andrew knew about and he wasn’t about to let me go on through life not knowing anymore. How did he know, well his and my secret were intertwined. Our families had the same affliction set upon us and my parents were going to make sure that he had nothing to do with my finding out the truth.