That Was The First Night I Dreamed

Alice! You Know I Love You Like A Sister!" "words." She Growled.

It Will Be As If I'd Never Existed. The Words Ran Through My Head, Lacking The Perfect Clarity Of My Hallucination Last Night. They Were Just Words, Soundless, Like Print On A Page. Just Words, But They Ripped The Hole Wide Open, And I Stomped On The Brake, Knowing I Should Not Drive While This Incapacitated. I Curled Over, Pressing My Face Against The Steering Wheel And Trying To Breathe Without Lungs.

I Just Know I'm Too Much Of A Wuss For Stephen King's Books. I'm Way Too Chicken To Read Horror.

In My Head, Carlisle’s Kind Eyes Did Not Judge Me. I Knew That He Would Forgive Me For This Horrible Act That I Would Do. Because He Loved Me. Because He Thought I Was Better Than I Was. And He Would Still Love Me, Even As I Now Proved Him Wrong.

Laughter Was Like A Fresh Breeze - It Cleaned Its Way Through The Body Making Everything Feel Good. Did Other Species Have Such A Simple Healer?