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Hi my name is sarah. I've been writing since forever. I write more than anything else. I've only had my friends read my stories and they have to say its good. And of course my mom(crickett101). I write when i'm really bored. All my friends think i'm a freak. They would describe me as DEEP, DARK, and DEPRESSING. LOL.
I really would love it if you could comment. Please be totally honest when you comment. Anyways thats about it. I hope you like my stories. btw i'm also Caledonia, and VampireDreamer on this site. this is mostly so i can organize my stories better. so u should totally read my other screennames stories.

it takes 3 seconds to say i love you. 3 hours to explain it and a lifetime to prove it.

ok well anyways i'm like obsessed with the twilight series so heres one of my favorite parts. its right after edward comes back.
hes in bellas room and there talking. she still thinks hes gonna leave her.

"I'm not as strong as you give me credit for," he said. "Right and wrong have ceased to mean much to me; I was coming back anyways. Before Rosalie told me the news, I was already past trying to live through one week at a time, or even one day. I was fighting to make it through a single hour. It was only a matter of time- and not much of it- before I showed up at your window and begged you to take me back. I'd be happy to beg now, if you'd like that."
I grimaced. "Be serious, please."
"Oh, I am," he insisted, glaring now. "Will you please try to hear what I'm telling you? Will you let me attempt to explain what you mean to me?"
He waited, studying my face as he spoke to make sure I was really listening.
" Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars-points of light and reason.... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."
I wanted to believe him. But this was my life without him that he was describing, not the other way around.
"Your eyes will adjust," I mumbled.
"That's just the problem- they can't."
"What about your desractions?"
He laughed without a trace of humor. "Just part of the lie, love. There was no destraction from the... the agony. My heart hasn't beat in almost ninety years, but this was different. It was like my heart was gone- like I was hollow. Like I'd left everything that was inside me here with you."
"That's funny," I muttered.
He arched one perfect eyebrow. "Funny?"
"I meant strange- I thought it was just me. Lots of pieces of me went missing, too. I haven't been able to really breathe in so long." I filled my lungs, luxuriating in the sensation. "And my heart. That was definately lost."
He closed his eyes and laid his ear over my heart again. I let my cheek press against his hair, felt the texture of it on my skin, smelled the delicious scent of him.