Diary of the Dead
SUMMARY!!!!!!!:Bella has a sister....Who ends up becoming a vampire. There is romance involved. I really hate summires. If you review I'LL GIVE YOU POWER WHEN I GAIN WORLD DOMINATION!!!! Bwahahaha!.....ok, just kidding...but seriously...I will be forever grateful if you review ;] ATTENTION!!!!!! I will be re-writting this entire story!!!! I started writing Diary of the Dead about 2 years ago but had to stop writing because some...personal issues came up. But , I'm back now and I've been looking over a few of the stories I've written and, to be honest...I think they all suck. So! I'll be re-writing AND finishing this story. Not alot will change form the original chapters. I'll probably just put more detail and re-word things a little differently. BUT I would STRONGLY recommend going back and reading before looking at any of my future chapters. I don't know when I'll have the re-written chapters up...probably some time in the next week. Untill the just hang tight! =D -Natasha Cullen
1. Let?s Just Cling To Being A Kid
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Chapter One: Let's Just Cling To Being a Kid
"OHHHHH! My sister has a first name. It's B-E-L-L-A!" Bella sighed heavily. I grinned and continued, "My sister has a second name it's-"
"Your sister," Bella interrupted me, "is trying to read"
"Awww....! Come on Bella! I was having fun! You're still mad at me, aren't you?"
She sighed again, "No, I'm not."
"You so are!" I said "You know, it's really not as bad as you're making it out to be."
"Telling the ticket guy at the movies I'm PMSing is that bad!" Bella glared at me from behind her copy of Wuthering Heights. I snickered; I thought it was pretty funny.
"Well...you were being a wee bit rude to him, don't cha' think?"
"He was hitting on you! I don't wanna see some 20-year-old guy hitting on my 13-YEAR-OLD little sister!"
I sighed, "There was a layer of plexi-glass between us. It's not like he was going to bust-a-move or any thing." She rolled her eyes. "And besides I look like I'm eighteen, he couldn't really tell the difference." She glared at me. I smiled as brilliantly as I could back at her.
"I'm still mad at you." She huffed
"I'll make it up to you...." I said in a sing-song voice.
"Mmkay'" she said, "You do that."
"Seriously...I'll....I'll get you that Jane Austen collection you've always wanted."
Bella raised her eye brows, skeptical. "Seriously?"
"Sure!" I replied, throwing my arm over her shoulder.
"And, how are you going to pay for that?"
"Ummm..." Crap, how was I going to pay for that? Maybe Allie could loan me some money... "I'll tell you when I find out" I smiled at her but she didn't seem convinced. "I'll get them to you" I promised "Even if you move to Spoons."
"It's Forks" she said in a flat voice but the corners of her mouth turned up in a small smile.
"Whatever," I said, waving my hand, "same table setting." Bella laughed. Finally! "So you forgive me?"
She sighed "Yes, I forgive you."
"Good," I smiled at her.
"I still want those books though" she said to me. I laughed.
The best days were my human days. They were care free and painless. So very, very painless. Maybe they were my best days because, up to the moment I died, I was still a child. I clung on to my childhood long after my death but, still, it wasn't the same. I ended up having to grow up way to fast. Being murdered and turned into an undead being will do that to a person.