Romance Fan Fiction / Role Playing Fan Fiction ❯ Looking for an eclipse ❯ One Day At A Time ( Chapter 1 )
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Book One,Chapter One
one day at a time.
The memory of him is like a torture that never ends.
But his love that used to feel for me makes this torture sweet.
If i ever forget of him this will be my doom because that day i will
forget how to breath and i will die.
I found this poem to a website i cant ever recall its name.I thought that this poem suits perfect to me.Its like its written especially for me.Everynight,for 3 years i used to wake up screaming because in my dreams i couldnt remember his face,his voice,his smile.This was a torture not only for me but also for anyone near me.Charlie,Jacob,
Angela.In times like this i feel sorry for Jacob,but bitter memories of him comes to my mind again and i fell hate and deep disapointment.I
never thought that i could feel hate for another person but Jacob didnt fail me on that.Memories i cant ever escape from.
My daydreaming came to an end with the sound of my alarm clock.
I have so many things to do but i havent used to use the night on my behalf yet.I dont know why but whenever the night falls,i just climb into my bed and watch the ceiling all night long,doing only that and nothing else.My therapist says its normal because of my nightmares and he gave me pills.Of course he doesnt know that i m a vampire and i havent slept for 2 years,or that i cant take these pills.How can i explain to him all the above without the risk of revealing my self,or that i m starting to see these nightmares whenever i am awake,24/7
and sometimes i cant even go hunting?I m starting to fear for my children's life and the lives of the children of my kindergarden.What will happend if one day i wont manage to feed myself eventually and have in front of me my children?
"Mummy where are you?mum!?" i heard a soft voice saying.My Angel and my Renesmee have wake up too."I m coming honey." i said and wore my robe.Angel and Renesmee were sitting on their bed,
holding hands and waiting for me to dress them up for school.I looked at their sweet innocent faces,their big green eyes.I know now i will never hurt them.As he never hurt me because he loved me.How could he?How could i?Another day have passed and my life is still almost perfect.Now i have to make it till tomorrow.One day at a time.
one day at a time.
The memory of him is like a torture that never ends.
But his love that used to feel for me makes this torture sweet.
If i ever forget of him this will be my doom because that day i will
forget how to breath and i will die.
I found this poem to a website i cant ever recall its name.I thought that this poem suits perfect to me.Its like its written especially for me.Everynight,for 3 years i used to wake up screaming because in my dreams i couldnt remember his face,his voice,his smile.This was a torture not only for me but also for anyone near me.Charlie,Jacob,
Angela.In times like this i feel sorry for Jacob,but bitter memories of him comes to my mind again and i fell hate and deep disapointment.I
never thought that i could feel hate for another person but Jacob didnt fail me on that.Memories i cant ever escape from.
My daydreaming came to an end with the sound of my alarm clock.
I have so many things to do but i havent used to use the night on my behalf yet.I dont know why but whenever the night falls,i just climb into my bed and watch the ceiling all night long,doing only that and nothing else.My therapist says its normal because of my nightmares and he gave me pills.Of course he doesnt know that i m a vampire and i havent slept for 2 years,or that i cant take these pills.How can i explain to him all the above without the risk of revealing my self,or that i m starting to see these nightmares whenever i am awake,24/7
and sometimes i cant even go hunting?I m starting to fear for my children's life and the lives of the children of my kindergarden.What will happend if one day i wont manage to feed myself eventually and have in front of me my children?
"Mummy where are you?mum!?" i heard a soft voice saying.My Angel and my Renesmee have wake up too."I m coming honey." i said and wore my robe.Angel and Renesmee were sitting on their bed,
holding hands and waiting for me to dress them up for school.I looked at their sweet innocent faces,their big green eyes.I know now i will never hurt them.As he never hurt me because he loved me.How could he?How could i?Another day have passed and my life is still almost perfect.Now i have to make it till tomorrow.One day at a time.