A butterfly. How delicately she flies, how softly her wings indent the breeze, so fragile, so yet undeniably beautiful. She had often found herself wondering, how such a faint being can take flight, against the continuous forces rising against her. Yet once again the wings keep beating, unfazed and unaltered سے طرف کی fear. Can a being with such a dainty appearance remain true of heart, when all around her seems lost?
Is this true of all that surrounds us? we are each دیا choices, we are all alike, are we this butterfly? Are your wings beating in desperation to keep some how airborne, یا are آپ riding with a wind of triumph, with endless gumption?
If Lila was to answer this سوال a سال ago, she most probably would have met it head on and her brash and incoherent way of thinking would have decided upon the easiest answer, a lie. She would have told آپ with total conviction that she was happy. Its so easy to lie, her mind wondered again, no one gets hurt that way. As she lay on the damp, sodden گھاس beneath her she could so easily have lie once more.
The distraction came at last from a speck of water, that landed harsh against her check, then joined سے طرف کی another and the gentle pitter- patter of the heavens began. Her mind once again launched into an ferocious internal battling, this time with the concept of moving. Now this could prove immensely difficult.
Eventually her mind gained the higher ground and her bodies feeble attempt of disagreement fell with what had now turned into a fully fledged down-pour.
This was quite tediously common of Crookhaven, the rain fell as easily as the perpetual sound of Perry Cider into pouring into pint glasses, as local merchant sailors frequented the local public house and amerced themselves in deep conversations about the ‘good-old days’. An Ye old Fish, as it was appropriately named, was a typical pub. Lila had always avoided it just as much as her irrational, bag of a grandmother, the smell of ash trays and incandescent light was enough to make her begins to relish in the idea of wondering into the precipitous rocks of old Isorease.
Lila, herself, could not actually pint point in her knowledgeable and quite substantial mind, when there had ever been any sign of the ‘good-old days’ in Crookhaven. As far as she was concerned the only time she could remember, was when a professor Lane introduced her to the concept of Global warming. This, as far as she was concerned, was the only plus side to the endless, repetitive lashing of waves, that filled her apparently condemned head, constantly. The idea that the island on which she believe kept her captive, would one دن become no مزید than an indistinct rock, thrilled her beyond belief and managed to somehow keep her afloat in a place she would never, call home.
She wanted nothing مزید than to sprout wings and fly back to civilisation, although doubts once مزید filled her head, could she, invisible, normal and totally descript little Lila, survive in the real world, exciting and invigorating. She could not even approach, let alone be friend the monotonous people who occupied that which most called school, what hope would she have, none, there would be coffin ready and waiting at the dock of the mainland and before her insignificant feet even touch perfection, it would once مزید be snatched from her grasp and they would nail her inside with a note ‘ Lila Meyers, not worth the effort’.
This though made her chuckle, as the dark, matted, mess that was once a golden brown lay limp on her pale face.......................
Is this true of all that surrounds us? we are each دیا choices, we are all alike, are we this butterfly? Are your wings beating in desperation to keep some how airborne, یا are آپ riding with a wind of triumph, with endless gumption?
If Lila was to answer this سوال a سال ago, she most probably would have met it head on and her brash and incoherent way of thinking would have decided upon the easiest answer, a lie. She would have told آپ with total conviction that she was happy. Its so easy to lie, her mind wondered again, no one gets hurt that way. As she lay on the damp, sodden گھاس beneath her she could so easily have lie once more.
The distraction came at last from a speck of water, that landed harsh against her check, then joined سے طرف کی another and the gentle pitter- patter of the heavens began. Her mind once again launched into an ferocious internal battling, this time with the concept of moving. Now this could prove immensely difficult.
Eventually her mind gained the higher ground and her bodies feeble attempt of disagreement fell with what had now turned into a fully fledged down-pour.
This was quite tediously common of Crookhaven, the rain fell as easily as the perpetual sound of Perry Cider into pouring into pint glasses, as local merchant sailors frequented the local public house and amerced themselves in deep conversations about the ‘good-old days’. An Ye old Fish, as it was appropriately named, was a typical pub. Lila had always avoided it just as much as her irrational, bag of a grandmother, the smell of ash trays and incandescent light was enough to make her begins to relish in the idea of wondering into the precipitous rocks of old Isorease.
Lila, herself, could not actually pint point in her knowledgeable and quite substantial mind, when there had ever been any sign of the ‘good-old days’ in Crookhaven. As far as she was concerned the only time she could remember, was when a professor Lane introduced her to the concept of Global warming. This, as far as she was concerned, was the only plus side to the endless, repetitive lashing of waves, that filled her apparently condemned head, constantly. The idea that the island on which she believe kept her captive, would one دن become no مزید than an indistinct rock, thrilled her beyond belief and managed to somehow keep her afloat in a place she would never, call home.
She wanted nothing مزید than to sprout wings and fly back to civilisation, although doubts once مزید filled her head, could she, invisible, normal and totally descript little Lila, survive in the real world, exciting and invigorating. She could not even approach, let alone be friend the monotonous people who occupied that which most called school, what hope would she have, none, there would be coffin ready and waiting at the dock of the mainland and before her insignificant feet even touch perfection, it would once مزید be snatched from her grasp and they would nail her inside with a note ‘ Lila Meyers, not worth the effort’.
This though made her chuckle, as the dark, matted, mess that was once a golden brown lay limp on her pale face.......................
hi i dont know what to call this but heres the first chapter if آپ have any ideas tell me
"Alice we don't need to dress up it's just high school.again." I کہا under my breath.
"Oh come on Bella can't آپ let me have some fun today."
"Fine." I کہا giving up trying to argue with Alice. Alice had me in dark washed skinny jeans and high heel ankle boots,with a purple long-sleeved layered casual t.
"Just today though."Not wanting her to get the wrong idea that i would let her do this everyday.
"Agreed.Now stay still I'm almost finished.
"Time to go Renesemee,Jacob."I yelled upstairs. Jacob was now moved in with us we all pretty much not breath anymore but we had to get used to it again since we can go to schol again beacause renesemee is 7 now and stoped ageing
"Alice we don't need to dress up it's just high school.again." I کہا under my breath.
"Oh come on Bella can't آپ let me have some fun today."
"Fine." I کہا giving up trying to argue with Alice. Alice had me in dark washed skinny jeans and high heel ankle boots,with a purple long-sleeved layered casual t.
"Just today though."Not wanting her to get the wrong idea that i would let her do this everyday.
"Agreed.Now stay still I'm almost finished.
"Time to go Renesemee,Jacob."I yelled upstairs. Jacob was now moved in with us we all pretty much not breath anymore but we had to get used to it again since we can go to schol again beacause renesemee is 7 now and stoped ageing
Edward's Pov.
I wake up, finding myself asleep, in ropes, mouth covered. Everyone else is sleeping,
and I can't break myself out of it. Then, Jasper and the man, come in. I pretend to sleep.
"Should we do it now? یا later?"
"The killing of Bella? We will wait until she goes through what these guys experienced,
then, we will do them first. Then her."
No. No. NO!!!!! I must get my self out of this! I must find Bella and fast!!
What am I going to do! I can't get myself out!
Rosalie: Uh...
Jasper: Looks like sumbody's up! Can we do it now master? Please!?
Just so I know what to do with the others?
Master: Alright, but just her.
Rosalie: AH Mrjekjsnubgu!!!
NO!!! NOT ROSALIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wake up, finding myself asleep, in ropes, mouth covered. Everyone else is sleeping,
and I can't break myself out of it. Then, Jasper and the man, come in. I pretend to sleep.
"Should we do it now? یا later?"
"The killing of Bella? We will wait until she goes through what these guys experienced,
then, we will do them first. Then her."
No. No. NO!!!!! I must get my self out of this! I must find Bella and fast!!
What am I going to do! I can't get myself out!
Rosalie: Uh...
Jasper: Looks like sumbody's up! Can we do it now master? Please!?
Just so I know what to do with the others?
Master: Alright, but just her.
Rosalie: AH Mrjekjsnubgu!!!
NO!!! NOT ROSALIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Its short sorry. its supposed to be a cliff hanger. the اگلے one is a lot longer.
I promise.
Bella's Pov.
We all looked at each other. That scream was SO familiar. Where's Alice?
Alice?
"Alice? Alice where are you?!" I shouted.
Then there was another yell coming from the middle door.
Then we realized. Alice went ahead of us and went towards the middle
section. We all ran as fast as we could. Edward smashed the door
and there they were. Alice, The mysterious man, and Jasper, with
mysterious purple eyes.
"Surprised to see me?" the man and Jasper کہا at once.
I promise.
Bella's Pov.
We all looked at each other. That scream was SO familiar. Where's Alice?
Alice?
"Alice? Alice where are you?!" I shouted.
Then there was another yell coming from the middle door.
Then we realized. Alice went ahead of us and went towards the middle
section. We all ran as fast as we could. Edward smashed the door
and there they were. Alice, The mysterious man, and Jasper, with
mysterious purple eyes.
"Surprised to see me?" the man and Jasper کہا at once.
Renesmee Pov.
I was excited when I heard that I got to do what my family does!
I was happy until now. That sign creeped me out. Greatly. Mom and
Dad were in front of the crowd, and I stood in the back اگلے to Emmett
and Rosalie. Uncle Emmett hugged me. He knew that I was dyingly scared.
"It will be okay. Uncle Jasper will be back to normal in no time," he کہا gently.
"Right. He will be fine," Aunt Rosalie said.
Suddenly, the large door opened, then, mom and dad entered proudly.
__________________________________________________
I felt a chill spread through my body. Though, I felt like I need to help Jasper. He needs
help. My help.
As we entered the black castle, it was pitch black. There was a bondfire ahead of us and
it wasn't just a regular fire! IT MOVED! It showed us the way until we reached the main room.
Then there were three doors. Through the middle, we heard yelling and screaming from a
girl.
I was excited when I heard that I got to do what my family does!
I was happy until now. That sign creeped me out. Greatly. Mom and
Dad were in front of the crowd, and I stood in the back اگلے to Emmett
and Rosalie. Uncle Emmett hugged me. He knew that I was dyingly scared.
"It will be okay. Uncle Jasper will be back to normal in no time," he کہا gently.
"Right. He will be fine," Aunt Rosalie said.
Suddenly, the large door opened, then, mom and dad entered proudly.
__________________________________________________
I felt a chill spread through my body. Though, I felt like I need to help Jasper. He needs
help. My help.
As we entered the black castle, it was pitch black. There was a bondfire ahead of us and
it wasn't just a regular fire! IT MOVED! It showed us the way until we reached the main room.
Then there were three doors. Through the middle, we heard yelling and screaming from a
girl.
'Twilight': Which 'New Moon' scene should debut on the MTV Movie Awards?
May 18, 2009, 07:00 PM | سے طرف کی Mandi Bierly
Categories: Film, Twilight, Waiting
Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, and Taylor Lautner will be on hand at May 31's MTV Movie Awards to introduce a never-before-seen clip from the The Twilight Saga: New Moon. The سوال is: Which one do آپ most want to see? If آپ haven't read the سیکنڈ book in Stephenie Meyer's series, STOP NOW. We're obviously talking SPOILERS here....
I vote for Bella jumping off the cliff -- that way we'll get to see how they handle her hearing Edward's voice, while they give us a visual because they want to put Pattinson on screen whenever possible -- یا Bella running to stop Edward from stepping into the sun. I bet those will be too F/X-driven to be ready to screen in May, since the film doesn't open until November. (Ditto any scenes involving the بھیڑیا Pack transforming....) Your pick? Bonus points if it's practical.
May 18, 2009, 07:00 PM | سے طرف کی Mandi Bierly
Categories: Film, Twilight, Waiting
Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, and Taylor Lautner will be on hand at May 31's MTV Movie Awards to introduce a never-before-seen clip from the The Twilight Saga: New Moon. The سوال is: Which one do آپ most want to see? If آپ haven't read the سیکنڈ book in Stephenie Meyer's series, STOP NOW. We're obviously talking SPOILERS here....
I vote for Bella jumping off the cliff -- that way we'll get to see how they handle her hearing Edward's voice, while they give us a visual because they want to put Pattinson on screen whenever possible -- یا Bella running to stop Edward from stepping into the sun. I bet those will be too F/X-driven to be ready to screen in May, since the film doesn't open until November. (Ditto any scenes involving the بھیڑیا Pack transforming....) Your pick? Bonus points if it's practical.