Howling At The Moon

The visit

The Visit

I had always wondered what it would be like to live in a small town, to know who your neighbours were, the quite of the streets, to be able to walk slowly from one place to another. To not feel the constant need to rush out of the house in the morning. A quite life, that's what I wished for.

My name is Alice 17; I'm blonde haired, blue eyes, 5 ft. 9" and I would say I was pretty and not in a vain way. I don't mind the life I have but I want something different, I want the small town life. I have lived in the same place all my life, New York. The most magical city in the world some people would call it, me I say it's the loudest most polluted place on the planet but hey what do I know right?

People would love to live here, to feel the magic the big city holds; I want to be small town. I see all these people from my bedroom window walking the streets of New York and you can always tell who the tourists are. There the ones with the cameras, with the amazed look on their faces, or the lost look. New York is made out to be this big wonderful place where dreams can come true and in many cases I guess it's true but we have a large crime rate, people who live here are stuck in dead end jobs or the wonderful jobs where you live in the penthouse or at least one of the top floors. That was me living in a gorgeous apartment on the 19th floor with my mom and her husband. I had everything in New York, top notch education, no need to get a job due to my mom's rich husband and her acting/directing career. I had no idea what my mom's husband did, I had never asked. This was the life everyone wanted, to live in the big City, have the best education and work with the best business in their chosen field.

Everyone but me

You must think I'm crazy right? Why would you want to live in a small town when you have everything you could want in the wonderful city of New York? Well you wouldn't be the first to think that or even say it. I think it to sometimes and I do like the city, I like the life I have here but I didn't want to follow my mom's footsteps and become a famous actress or director. I wanted to be humble like my Dad Charlie and be a doctor. He was so much more content with his life then I was mine, maybe content is the wrong word, my Dad loved his life and in many way's I'm like him. He was born in the big city, like my mom and they met in High school; my mom fell pregnant with me in their first year of college. They did what they could with a lot of help from my Grandparents, who insisted they finished their education and they watched me while they were at classes. Of course my mom got acting jobs while she was still studying performing arts. My dad went on to university and became a doctor, I imagined how hard it would be trying to have the life you wanted and worked hard for while raising a child but they never gave up, they just gave up each other. They had never married my mother didn't want to marry so young; just because they had a child and because they wanted different things, My mom wanted to stay in New York while my dad wanted Small town, he never wanted to be the big city doctor so when he was offered a job in Forks, Michigan he took it. I used to visit a lot and I fell in love with small town Forks But the visits stopped when my mom realised that I loved the town better than the City. She thought that I would grow to love the city and become the big city doctor my father never wanted to be but it just made me dislike it more. I wouldn't say I hated it, sometimes it was great for me, but Forks was great for me all the time.

So here I am staring out my bedroom window, only to see buildings, I wanted the trees of Forks, the quite streets the wonderful view of the forest from my old bedroom window I used to sit at that window wondering what secrets the forest held, the secrets I wouldn't be able to find. I missed my friends there, mainly Jacob, Sam, Quil, and Embry they were part of the Quileute tribe that was there, My Farther was real good friends with their dad Billy, that's how I met the four boys. Of course there where a lot more that I had met but most of them didn't.... like.... the outsiders.