Heyy, this is something I wrote a while fa for Emmett and Rosalie, please commento there will be più chapters :) x
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell te my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have dato te all my past information then te can choose if te want to live the rest of my life with me o not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that te would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one giorno they were fine the successivo giorno my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on superiore, in alto of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Cibo then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, te stupid little cagna where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka o whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my letto da my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered da my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen o walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another swing at me, I was lay on my rosa carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the successivo mese I was on my own, getting Cibo when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the bacheca in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to sposta towards me. I didn’t care who they were o what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell inoltrare, avanti towards my knees and I started shaking.
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell te my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have dato te all my past information then te can choose if te want to live the rest of my life with me o not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that te would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one giorno they were fine the successivo giorno my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on superiore, in alto of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Cibo then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, te stupid little cagna where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka o whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my letto da my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered da my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen o walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another swing at me, I was lay on my rosa carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the successivo mese I was on my own, getting Cibo when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the bacheca in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to sposta towards me. I didn’t care who they were o what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell inoltrare, avanti towards my knees and I started shaking.
If anybody has any ideas for Nessie and bellas parties plz leave a commento and let me know we could use some ideas on what could happen.
thank te
mommy6197 & serifina
Bella's New Path!!!
Cuz she has a kid!
So if edward leaves her
will she mope,
not eat,
not go to school
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will she mope a week,
try to be better for vickie,
be better friend with jacob,
would she jump off a cliff???if it comes up???
would edward come back?
all will be answered with up comeing chapter's!!!
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