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Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. All grammar mistakes are unfortuntely mine.
Chapter 5
Dear diary...
It's strange.
One day, I was nobody, just another human being, living, breathing and being...happy.
Well...somewhat.
Then, bam, my whole damn world was turned upside down.
My old thoughts weren't my own anymore. I had changed completely.
A whole another world, another dimension opened up to me.
Over time, I found myself feeling more vulnerable.
To people.
Their energy.
Thoughts.
Mannerisms.
I seemed to find myself in a constant wormhole where just like in a movie, my present, past and future collided, only to click into one another, like a perfect puzzle.
Making me realize how all those moments- big and small- finally made sense.
I realize what I had to learn over the years.
Learned that just because I was different from others did not mean I was cursed. That just because I didn't fit in with the "normal crowd" did not mean I was a freak.
All those people I've met through my life were not brought to hurt me, but to teach me lessons.
Lessons of love, pain, misery, toxicity, but most of all, how to be myself.
Not everybody is going to like me, neither love me. And guess what? I really don't give a shit.
Those who love me will always be by my side, and those who won't?
Don't deserve me in the first place.
This dream is different. There is no clouds, no rain, no anger or sadness. It's the complete opposite.
The day is beautiful. Sunny and warm. The beginning of summer.
Everything I hear, feel around me is joy.
Laughter.
I open my eyes with a smile and smell the scent of a fresh mowned grass. There is a light breeze that touches my face and plays around with my hair strands.
I remove them and put them behind my ear. Opening my eyes further I find myself sitting under a beautiful tree. From the looks of it, it seems it had lived longer than a hundred years.
Every branch that had grown out is intricate with tiny different ones, making them stand out, as if they are playing with each other as they grow out. And at the end, every leaf even different shapes and sizes than the other.
One of a kind. Beautiful.
As my head comes down, my vision focuses on one thing. It takes me a few moments to realize.
I am the only grown up in this whole place.
Then I hear the most beautiful voice in my life. And all the troubles in my life instantly disappear.
"Mommy, are you ok? Did you even hear what I just said?"
"'I'm sorry kiddo. Can you repeat it one more time?"
"I don't like repeating myself, you know that." She pouts, putting her arms over another in a huff. She tries to look like an adult, but all she suceeds in doing is being even more cute. With her cute baby nose and green baby eyes, her hair shining in the daylight, I can't stop looking at her. She's beautiful.
"I know, I'm sorry baby."
A moment later she sighs, but still answers, a smile on her face. "I said... I like your hair today mommy. It's pretty."
I grinned. There she is.
"I like yours better baby. I always did."
Touching her tiny little curls, one by one, my smile doesn't leave my face.
"I know mommy. You say this to me every day. Just like daddy's hair."
It is. It is bronze with just a tinge of red, but only seen in the bright sunlight.
"Exactly. Just like daddy's."
Then I stop myself for a split of a second. I'm about to ask her about him but she interrupts me, once again.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah sweetie?" I ask. As her smile starts to disappear, so does the sunshine. Slowly, bit by bit, the clouds on the sky started to overwhelm the sun, removing all of the sun rays, and with that, the warmth as well. My body shivers, preparing me for something, but my head doesn't want to aknowledge it.
"I'm scared for daddy."
"I'm sure daddy is fine sweetie."
She shakes her head.
"No mommy, he is bad. Really bad. You have to find him. You have to save him."
"Okay, but... I don't even know..."
"Yes, you do... you dream about him often."
It was just us now, and all was quiet in our world. Just us, nobody else. Suddenly, the skies turned grey, covering the sun completely. The sudden sound of thunder and lightning terrified me. Without knowing how, both of us were starting to run from the pouring rain.
Her tiny hand on mine is pulling harshly, taking us in a direction I couldn't understand or see. Blurry pictures start to overwhelm my mind, one at a time. It seemed like I was shown countless pictures of the small places, countless cities. Some I understood and recognized, others had only seen in the movies or read about them in books.
"I don't understand Lizzie, where are you taking me?"
"There is no time mommy. He's getting worse by the day. You have to save him!"
"Why?" I ask one more time. I'm so confused.
The rain keeps on pouring, and my eyesight gets worse. I slip and fall. She tries to help me to get up, but a sudden quick sand takes me under.
Knowing she can't help me, she keeps yelling at me, as if we are both out of time.
"Save him, you have to save him mommy. If you don't... I'll never exist!"
Crying. She's crying now, and there is nothing I can do to take her fears away.
So the only thing I do is say, "Okay, Lizzie. I will."
"Promise mommy. Promise me. "
"I promise Elizabeth. I promise."
Those are the last words I utter, before I wake up.
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