The avoid any legal matters (its not like I want to draw any more attention to myself) I do not own Twilight or anything related to it.
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Hi, you don't me and you never will. But this is my story. My real life story. Why am I putting this here where anyone can see it? Aren't I afraid of the Volturi?
The answer to that is yes, I am. But if your question was to ask me if I cared if they found me... I will say no. At least, I will say that until one appears on my doorstep to kill me. I might care then. I have to post this even if it is on a fan fiction site because you are the only people who might remotely understand. You can put yourself in my position because I used to be one of you. A fan of a harmless "fictional" story.
Then I met a real vampire who turned my life upside down. If you don't want your reality shattered, stop reading. Go on to something else. If you want to hear my story, read my account of what's happened the past three months, then go on.
So without further distraction I will say this. When I say this is mostly nonfiction I mean the events are the real part (though the details might be a bit tweaked). The names have been changed, don't bother checking my profile or anything. I won't disclose any exact information of my (or anyone else's) whereabouts
Maybe I'm delusional. I'm sure I'll get a review or two that says "Get a life" and maybe a few "You're insane"s. I really hope I'm insane. I really, really do.