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 The tips of my fingernails dug into the earth, in my mad attempt to cling to dear life. I dangled off the edge of a cliff, thousands of feet above nothing but black never-ending depth. I screamed again, my voice going hoarse from screeching in terror. Hot tears poured down my face, as I feared the very end of my life. As hard as I tried, I could not pull myself back up because every time I put my feet against the cliff, the ground under them crumbled and fell. "Roxan!" a frantic voice yelled. I tried to look up to try to see who called my name, but I could only see dark grey sky. The entire air around me was freezing cold, and seemed to be

Forbidden but precious (a twilight fan fiction) ch. 2 The door creaked open, and Rosalie peered in. There was a medium sized lawn, splotched with snow and small children. There were also some women, watching and interacting with the kids, and the children seemed to enjoy their company. She stepped all the way inside and closed the door softly. The women looked at her, and smiled in warm greeting. Rosalie dazed them with her perfect smile, and began making her way across the yard and over to a large, three story building. It was made of brown bricks and rocks, like something you would expect to find in a quiet forest as a hunting lodge. Ex

 Rosalie Cullen tightened the red silk scarf around her elegant neck, and placed her pale hand back in her black jacket pocket. The icy cold winter wind had been trying to blow it off her ever since she stepped out of her car. It had snowed in Washington a few days ago, the first snow of winter. Delicate white snow had coated the ground, trees, and the Cullen home. Renesme had wanted to have a big snowball fight, so they did, and she won. Now the snow was melting, and icecicles were hanging from leaf less trees everywhere. She couldn't let the weather mess with her appearance in any way today, because she wanted to look her best for what s

I'm falling Down, deeper and deeper I'm not sure how much father I have to go But I guess I should be used to it This isn't my first time to have fallen It's not that I'm clumsy I just forgot to pay attention To where my heart was leading me And now I find myself soaring down this big black hole Against my will At first you scream, cry, and plead To the people watching Then you go numb But not anymore This will not be like the other times before This time, I will embrace the darkness And I will smile to myself Because in my pocket I have hidden a flashlight This time, I am going to beat it I am going to bring light into th

I stand in a room All alone Except for my thoughts And three mirrors. At first I can not understand why I am here In this room with three mirrors Because I cant even see my reflection They are blank Three blank mirrors Then, the mirror farthest to my left Starts to cloud over Them an image appears on it I examine it closey, and I see It is me as a baby I am lying on a blanket For I must only be a month old My face is pink My eyes light blue My hands are so tiny I still have no teeth And my hair is in a jumbled mess Then it begins to slowly change Showing me getting older First I am one Two Three Then four And all t