Heyy, this is something I wrote a while назад for Emmett and Rosalie, please Комментарий there will be еще 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 Ты 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 дана Ты all my past information then Ты can choose if Ты want to live the rest of my life with me или 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 Ты would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one день they were fine the Далее день my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on вверх of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Еда 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, Ты stupid little сука where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of водка или whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my постель, кровати by my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered by my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen или 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 свинг, качели at me, I was lay on my розовый 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 Далее месяц I was on my own, getting Еда 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 Стена 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 Переместить towards me. I didn’t care who they were или what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell вперед 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 Ты 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 дана Ты all my past information then Ты can choose if Ты want to live the rest of my life with me или 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 Ты would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one день they were fine the Далее день my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on вверх of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Еда 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, Ты stupid little сука where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of водка или whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my постель, кровати by my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered by my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen или 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 свинг, качели at me, I was lay on my розовый 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 Далее месяц I was on my own, getting Еда 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 Стена 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 Переместить towards me. I didn’t care who they were или what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell вперед towards my knees and I started shaking.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the трава on the холм, хилл started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the трава away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t Переместить it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the Стена which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t Переместить it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the Стена which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had Остаться в живых his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few секунды after each step.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right Далее to Damon’s ear.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right Далее to Damon’s ear.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
