When I Write A Story, It's Not

You're Awfully Small To Be So Hugely Irritating.

Thank You-for Her-for Everything." _edward Cullen

I Didn’t Realize I Was Crying Until It Was Time To Say The Blinding Words. ‘i Do,’ I Managed To Choke Out In A Nearly Unintelligible Whisper... When It Was His Turn To Speak, The Words Rang Clear And Victorious. ‘i Do,’ He Vowed.

Dazed And Disoriented, I Looked Up From The Bright Red Blood Pulsing Out Of My Arm - Into The Fevered Eyes Of The Six Suddenly Ravenous Vampires.

How Sad. How Frightening. To Be Filled With So Much Hate That You Could Not Even Rejoice In The Healing Of A Child...how Did Anyone Ever Come To That Point?