Chapter 3 - My name is Edward

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After I closed the shop I went home. I wasn't tired. I changed into my pijamas and went to kitchen. All I ate today was a sandwich and I was pretty hungry. I made some pasta. While I was eating I had the brilliant idea to start to read the book that Barbara gave me. I opened it again and started to read.

December 1926:

Today is Christmas. I hate Christmas. I don't have anyone to celebrate with. I miss my mother and Gemma. I don't even know why I left England. I don't like Forks. It's so sunny. I hate sun and snow. Especially winter.

Wow this guy hates everything. I continued to read and try to not to comment what this Harry boy wrote.

December 1926:

I woke up with a strange feeling. Thirsty. I don't want to drink water , I want blood. I looked in the mirror and I saw that my eyes were red and I have fangs. This can't happen. Suddenly I heard a knock. I went downstairs and saw my father. Automatically I smelled his blood. I need blood. What I did next was unbelievable. I killed my father. I'm a monster.

I closed the book. I'm officially terrified. Right now I need sleep. I went to bed and tried to sleep but I couldn't. I was thinking about Harry.

I woke up at 7 a.m. like usual. I did my morning routine.After I finished my breakfast I grabbed my bag and go to shop. I arrived soon as I expected. In front of the shop was standing a boy. He was quite tall and  his eyes were green. Not an usual green. His eyes were darker. Strange. I opened the door and he followed me.

'Soo.. How can I help you?'

'I just wanted to see the shop. I've never been here so..I'm Edward'

'Brooke'

He'll be the death for me.

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