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Renesmee




I sat up. The alarm clock seterusnya to Jacob's katil berkata it was six thirty. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom, barely making it. I heard the rush of footsteps as Jacob and Emily came to my side.
Jesse woke up.
"Sam! Get Jesse!" Emily called downstairs. Jesse was their one-year-old baby. He had short, black hair that stuck out every other direction but down. He had a small, rounded face that displayed a little innocence. His smile was crooked, and it reminded me of my dad a little. The three baby teeth he had made the smile even cuter.
Jacob's hot hand took me out of my thoughts.
"Renesmee,...
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posted by Edward_Bella234
Sorry this took so long to do. i have had my exams. I am very happy with the results so far. I decided to finally sit down and write do here si Chapter 5
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“What do anda think mother?” I asked her. Her opinion was very important to me.
    “Well, I think he is a very nice man, Esme. I think he could be perfect for you.”
    Perfect for me. How would she know who is perfect for me? “I don’t know mother. I don’t even really know him…”
    “You...
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posted by twilight-7
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
I put my arms behind my back and lifted up my bantal to throw it at the blasted cardiopulmonary monitor. I was sick of hearing that annoying consistent beeping. It was driving me crazy. Edward, the spoilsport, swiftly pulled the bantal out of my hands and put it neatly behind me again. I glared at him for ruining my chance of destruction. The bantal might be soft but at the speed and strength I was going to throw it the monitor might not make it to the seterusnya room in one piece.
“I don’t think that the nice hospital equipment should be tortured,” Edward...
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