Talk:Forever Dawn/@comment-213.55.70.37-20100925131400

Hey everybody this is the start of a book i wrote feel free to comment and give me advice A lot has happened during midnight. Cinderella lost her glass slipper and that resulted in her prince and her happy ever after. In some wilder cases, the werewolves howl at midnight. The vampires come out of their hiding place, or so I’ve heard. That was what I always saw when I thought of the enchanted hour. But I never imagined it like this at all. I always slept through midnight but not this midnight. This midnight was not a fairy tale like Cinderella’s, it was not exhilarating like a werewolf’s, it was not the feeling freedom like Dracula’s. This midnight was to be the start of my new doomed life. She looked at me, her eyes glowing and evil. She smiled and danced over to me. I closed my eyes then opened them to face her face only millimeters away from mine. She raised her hand preparing to strike.