Rising Moon; breaking dawn rewritten
I do not own Stephenie Meyer's characters or anyting else:)
Edward sounded more urgent now, talking to Carsile in tones to hurried
and hushed to understand. "avião tempo mim necessidade
avião tempo pois." He said in what
I thought was Portuguese, but couldn't I be sure.
I never was good at telling different languages. Then he
was gone, packing. In less than a minute we were ready. He seemed mad
with me and I could see why, but then,
he picked up on my stressed mood and new what I was thinking about,
or at least I thought he did. Whatever the case
he didn't need to read my mind to see I was stressed. he said "It will be
over soon." I didn't think of those words till later. Right now it seemed like
heaven just to hear his sweet voice
please comment i am starting to think this is really bad im thinking of just throwing it in the trash
i mean is it that bad that no one has commented about my story?