I Alice (Relative Of Mary Alice Brandon-Twilight)

It’s a dream I wish I would never wake up from.. but here is just a load of nightmares…
Where I found myself writing over my pen of my dairies…
“Alice Mary Brandon! Com’n down…” but I didn’t want to go down, I was happy where I was seated in my beloved bed where my used to be kitten sits on, why was I going somewhere I didn’t want to go? And lay everything torn? Gone? Goodbye my lovely bedroom…

I came down stairs holding my suitcase with my hands barely trying to hold it, my other both suitcases where in the car already.
Why did my mother past away? Why was I alone in this place?
No more father
No more little brother
No more no one

I was going to.. “going to your grandparents, Alice.. now off you go” the lady who will soon take this house and sell it said with no hint of compassion, I felt a strong gap in my heart and I came to reality with my mother, father and my little sweet brother Cam had the car accident and was killed instantly about a month and now I was still grieving. my short black hair barely trying to look nice and my black dress was still grieving with me with my black converse. I couldn’t stop from wearing myself colors that matched… this was me..

Farewell my house, the one that held me when I was safe.. I was going where? To Forks where my grandmother Natalie and Mark my grandfather lived.. but I loved New York more.

Arriving Forks after hours in toward Seattle and Port Angeles.. and back there, to a small town named Forks? Really?

when I saw my grandpa I was so excited, it was so long ago since he came to view; he was my mother’s father. I can smell her scent cling to him but only faintly. And I remembered him visiting in New York with my grandmother when I was very young. After hugging and getting to tell him what I am like however he kept saying of how much I looked so beautiful but the truth is I looked like a dead person from grieving. He told me I was going to be in a Forks high school? Soon because I am already seventeen and it was just two months in the second semester. Great?
But nice isn’t it? Your family is gone and people are still living, I know I can see the look on my grandfather’s eyes, he was in deep sadness. Like he can't bare it either.

After I had taken my suitcases and saw my grandmother crying when she met my gaze.. because I was almost like my mother but more to my father’s side features.

The bedroom of my mother was nice.. but not like my room.. my room was a perfection and the sight of it all fashion like.. but this… this is worse.



Two Days Passes:


I didn’t picture myself in that school, with people dressed so, so old fashioned maybe…? I was not in the mood for judging but seriously they killed the sense of stylish. Why were they even looking at me? Was I better dressed? Defiantly yes..
I took my papers and checked in. I was cursing under my breath for staying in this Hell…
“Alice Mary Brandon” I snapped my head toward the English teacher in class. “rise and introduce yourself to us would I say” the teacher said, how the Hell would I know his name, like I said; I was in the middle of grieving here, my intention of being FAMOUS are which ZERO! “yes… what would you pe- I mean students like to know about me?” I faked a warm smile toward the students , I would sound so much confident or either sound lame..? “why did you came to Forks?” a very bulled person in the first row; her blond hair thick with her sticking blue eyes and broken nose asked me boldly. “because -because my family died in the car accident a month ago?” you retard! I breathed in and continued to be unshaken, everyone muttered sorry, but she didn’t. look at her sense of style?, I huffed and the teacher made me sit with compassionate expression. Awesome now I feel like the one to pity on?
What was a boring and more sucking is that nothing is making me feel any alive, I was so being a grumpy.
my grandfather gave me a red rabbit car which I was thankful because it was so small and could be stuffed anywhere in this parking lot.

I drove back home I mean to my grandparent’s house, but I was in the mood of going to a place I known was La Push.. so I had googled to know this place perfectly, I happened to know its direction, and I was good at it.
I slide out of my car and walked down the beach.
I was walking slowly toward the sand until I noticed there was a bon fire and someone dark/tanned skin called over to a girl, Oh my God she looked exactly like me… but more beautiful than me and she was tiny, pale skin, Shorty pixie like black- brownish hair and maybe deep golden eyes? The way she moved as if she was dancing all over the place. I liked her.. she seemed outgoing and fun! “Alice! Here you go.. give me some slack!” he shouted and chuckled, I popped my eyes as I continued walking… I was in a dazzled expression. “you Cullens are ahhmazing..” another one of the tanned hot boys holding a chicken and throwing his hands in the air, he was somewhat younger. Totally hot.