Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Note: I promised myself I would never just suddenly stop writing a fanfic.
But I kinda skipped an entire month...eh, sorry.
The Volturi Diaries
Entry Three: Aro Volturi
Dear Diary,
You will never believe what horror I went through this Christmas.
(Tee hee hee, I spelled it right this time...
Alec...so young and naive to believe in Chrismas!)
Like every holiday, I drank some gloriously good tasting wine.
However, when I lifted the glass to my lips and drank I tasted something else.
Hmmm...?
What you may ask?
I wasn't quite sure because I don't drink human liquids.
Wait-nevermind, yes, I do drink human liquids.
But there was something else mixed in with the blo-oh, I mean wine.
Yes...normal wine.
The kind people drink at formal parties.
Well as I drank I felt an odd feeling.
Then everything went black.
I couldn't remember what happened.
But when I woke up I was missing an arm.
Do you know what it is like to be missing an arm?
It's like a big part of you is missing.
It's a horrible and empty feeling.
I went to go find Caius and Marcus to ask them about it.
Caius told me he had no idea what I was talking about.
Marcus just continued to stare at me oddly.
I then pranced over to Jane and Alec.
(Jane was wearing the lovely 'A' sweater I made her!)
Alec looked at my arm and shrugged.
Jane told me it was a good thing and it made me a 'holey' vampire.
So I tried going on without an arm.
Unfortunately even a vampire needs to arms to survive.
I couldn't even make some coffee for Heidi.
And I had devour a victim with only one arm.
And I had to call Carlisle with only one arm.
And I had to take a bath with only one arm.
Oh, how I miss my other arm.
Arm, oh arm.
How I loved your length.
I loved your pale papery skin.
I loved the help it brought to me.
Oh, arm oh arm.
Where have thou gone to?
Has it been burned to a crisp?
I loved you arm.
Sigh.
I will never be the same.
I must search for my missing arm!
Onwards towards two arms again!
I shall find you my little arm!
Goodbye my fellow diary.
I will see you again once I find my arm,
for it is truly hard to write with one hand.
Sincerely,
Aro Volturi