Jacob and Nessie Older

CHAPTER 6 APOLOGY.

Today is Monday i am just leaving the house to go to school.I get in the passenger sede, sedile of the car and mam drives me to school.On the way to school i think of the way Devon's fists shook on Friday why was he so angry?Is it that he is jealous even if he was he shouln't have getting so angry.It takes half an ora to get to school so i use this time to think why he got so angry.It feels like only a few minets that i was in the car and i realise that i am at school already.
"Bye mam i Amore you"i say and get out of the car.
"Bye sweety"mam says and drives off.
I start to walk towards...

Today is saturday mid-day,nineteenth of November and it's my birthday.I'm getting dressed as fastas i can becouse myy mother told me she would give me my present when i'm back down.I get my shoes on and run downstairs excitidly.
"Can i have it now mam please i'm dressed"i beg.
"Here te go honey"mam says handing me a flat,regtangle oblect.
I take it off her and open it.Inside is a picture.It is a snowy landscape with a sandy coloured wolf.The picture is then framed in an oak fram.I loved wolfs since i was three years old.I think they are butiful animal.When we first moved to Forks i have loved...

This is my secondo fanfiction :)
Hope te take time and read it :))

This story takes place right towards the end of Breaking Dawn.Were there is a missunderstanding wheter Reneesme is dangerous and should die and with the fact that she's harmless.
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-Boook 1-
Reneesme POV

-What great thing would te attempt if te knew te could not fail?-


Chapter 1
The End of a New Beggining

They were everywhere,we were surrounded da them-trapped.
I searched for a way out but I couldn't think of anything,What I really didn't want was my family dying...trying to rescue...

There was no sound around me, except for quiet breathing. I felt groggy and disoriented, and I wasn’t sure where I was. My arm seared with pain.
“She’s awake,” Someone murmured. I recognized the voice of my father. So I was home. Slowly I opened my eyes, letting them adjust quickly to the bright white light. The first face I saw was my mother’s, her golden eyes filled with concern.
“Renesmee, baby, are te ok?” she whispered, her beautiful voice breaking the tense silence in the room. I was laying on one of the white couches, my family spread across the room.
“What happened?”...