User:Bella23 cullen

==07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)~Bella23_Cullen07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)Bella23 cullen 07:04, December 27, 2009 (UTC)== hey! its me just finnish reading the twilight saga: breaking dawn.... at last i started reading it about a month ago, last week of november when we went to macau and hong kong for a family tour.

i love the third book, bella"s book and the last part:

i cant wait for breaking dawn to premiere...

wow!!! im looking forward reading midnight sun: edwards book where i can read the stuffs edward sees in a person, vampire and a werewolves mind.

well here's a chapter of midnight sun note: its only a partial daft just the whole page..

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1. First Sight

this was the time of the day when i wished i were able to sleep. high school. or was purgatory the right word? if there was any way to atone for my sins, this ought to count toward the tally in some measure. the tedium was not something i grew used to; everyday seemed more impossibly monotonous than the last. i suppose this was my form of sleep-if sleep was defined as the inert state between active periods. i stared at the cracks running through the plaster in the far corner of the cafeteria,imagining patterns into them that were not there. it was one way to tune out the voices that babbled like the gush of the river inside my head. several hundreds of voices i ignored out of boredom. when it came to the human mind, id heard it all before and then some. today, all thoughts were consumed with the trivial drama of a new addition to the small student body here. it took so little to work them all up. id seen the new face repeated in thought after thought from every angle.just an ordinary human girl. the excitement over her arrival was tiresomely predictable-like flashing a shiny object at a child. half the sheep-like males were already imagining themselves in love with her, just because she was something new to look at. i tried harder to tune them out. only four voices did i block out of courtesy rather than distaste: my family, my two brothers and two sisters, who were so used to the lack of privacy in my presence that they rarely gave it a thought. i gave them the privacy i could. i tried not to listen if i could help it. try as i may, still... i knew.