Hi, my name is Alison and here is my boring story.

I'm 17 years old and I live in Hutchinson, Kansas. I was born and raise here.

I absolute love Harry Potter and Twilight and I don't think I could survive with out those two books.

That is why I'm writing these stories. That is all. So that is basely a little of my history.

The Joys And The Nightmares

Chapter 3

The House: http://www.tmbpainting.com/images/wood_mansion.jpg

Chapter 4

The Kichen: http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/how-to-design-a-kitchen-12.jpg

The Bedroom: (I could find a picture of the bedroom that I describe so just image the one that I put in the story. http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/la/atla022108-expen02.jpg

The Bedroom T.V:http://www.hometheatermag.com/images/newsart/092506wiremold.1.jpg

The Eight Bathrooms: http://www.avalon-bathrooms.co.uk/wetrooms/wetroom3.jpg

Second Part For The First Bathroom: http://www.northernstoneproducts.co.uk/images/Main--Image-Bathroom.png

http://imagesus.homeaway.com/vd2/files/WVR/400x300/3y/426069/138860_16.jpg

The Livingroom: http://www2.chinadaily.com.cn/china/2006-11/11/xin_5311031110196643160446.jpg

The Livingroom T.V: http://www.hometheatermag.com/images/newsart/092506wiremold.1.jpg

The Windowseat and Fireplace: http://coastaldesignsct.com/images/window_seat.jpg

Babyroom: http://img.alibaba.com/photo/11336551/Complete_Baby_Room_Furnitures.jpg

Guestrooms: http://www.iupui.edu/graphics/inside/060303/guestroom_640.jpg

Basement: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfNnEB1ECDE/R9AyTCU_LGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hQJ4Gfq17JA/s400/208aps-wine-11-20065B15D.jpg

Garden: http://www.gardeningcolorado.com/garden/images/garden2.jpg

Pool, Hotub and Patio: http://www.algarve-villarentals.com/villas/7091/8ses_pooljac_newcopy.jpg

Shed: http://www.gardens-and-decor.com/WoodShedHighEaves2.jpg

Playequitments: http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.wise4living.com/kidfeature/images/swing-set.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.wise4living.com/kidfeature/swing.htm&usg=_IugSGAxAEKoX4pEqw6gGxCIhyJs=&h=577&w=800&sz=117&hl=en&start=3&um=1&tbnid=nqvA-9qrThTL7M:&tbnh=103&tbnw=143&prev=/images3Fq3Dswing26hl3Den26sa3DG26um3D1

http://www.bestlife.com.au/uploaded_images/new20trampoline2030th20Nov202006-735496.jpg

http://www.aatoys.co.uk/images/thumbs/Seesaw.jpg

http://fqmagazine.co.uk/bbdcart/images/Plum_Oct_Sand_Pit700px.jpg

Chapter 6

Bella's car that she drove when she met the Kicklighter's family: http://images.hugi.is/bilar/129113.jpg

Chapter 14

The Hideout: http://cache.virtualtourist.com/2823543-Travel_Picture Sigurta_Botanical_ParkNorthern_Italy2006.jpg

The Kids Tree House: http://i708.photobucket.com/albums/ww90/chickie2014/bkv.jpg

The Go-Cart Track: http://www.ballerhouse.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/go-kart41.jpg

The House and Lake: http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/00/15/b3/ae/mirror-lake.jpg

The Yacht: http://www.a1aadventures.com/large20yacht.jpg

Chapter 15:

Bella's horses, Cindy: http://bibledevotional.net/pearls/horse/WhiteHorse.jpg

Apple: http://www.historyforkids.org/learn/greeks/religion/pictures/horse.jpg

Bella's dog, A Two Years old Black Lab: http://dogtime.com/system/shelter/02/47/02/81/jorga-labrador-retriever-dog-picture-thumb.jpg

I'm Dating An Angel

Chapter 7

Bella's car after she died: http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://acolumbinesite.com/victim/mem/rachelcar2.jpg&imgrefurl=http://acolumbinesite.com/victim/memorial.html&usg=_V5C_naYkvoZaHhwUet91jP3jtM=&h=213&w=344&sz=28&hl=en&start=14&tbnid=rr4WU7uNZvhkmM:&tbnh=74&tbnw=120&prev=/images3Fq3DRachel2BScott2Bcar26gbv3D226hl3Den

Chapter 8

Bella's new car: http://p.webwombat.com.au/motoring/images/ford-mustang-giugiaro-concept-1-big.jpg

Try Not To Cry

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.

I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late, Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date. I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost

Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye"

A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year.

She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, she asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to cry.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station.

She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.

The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before.

When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked her for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.

She asked if they would ask the man one question.

She was curious as to why he had not attacked her.

When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her."

You're never alone...

93 Percent Of the people who read this won't repost it.

Don't be one of those people.

Believe in God and he'll always be there to protect you.

If you are in love with any of the Cullens (men or women) then copy and paste this into your profile.

If your on Team Edward copy and paste this into your profile.

If you get upset when Jacob kisses Bella in the books even though you knew it was coming copy and pase this into your profile.

Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are one of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile.

If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you know Bella is addicted to vampire Edward and would like to become one for him, post this onto your profile.

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.

92 percent of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said that it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Put this in your profile if you're part of the 8 percent that would be laughing your butt off.

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile

If you have ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you becasue of the effects, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've met your not-blood related twin (in resemblance or personality), copy and paste this in your profile.

If you have a true friend, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you're one of those people who gets excited when you see just two reviews, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you are obsessed with fan-fiction copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever run into a door, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you particuarly like the fanfictions where Bella sings and would like her to sing copy and paste to profile.

Copy and paste if you think Edward Cullen can be an arrogant jerk but also a gentleman ... AT THE SAME TIME!.

Copy, paste, if you you are Team Cullen.

WARNING: MAY NEED TISSUES FOR THESE:

A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle

Girl:Slow down, I'm scared!

Guy:No, this is fun.

Girl:No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

Guy:Then tell me you love me.

Girl:I love you, now slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gives him a big hug

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this into your profile if you would do this for someone you love.

Daddy's Poem:

Her hair was up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow,

Today was Daddy's Day at school and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home,

Why the kids not might understand, if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid, she knew just what to say,

What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone,

And that was why, once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all,

About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddy's along the wall in back for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called, a student from the class,

To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare,

Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't their.

"Where's her daddy at?"

She heard a boy call out. "She probably doesn't have one." another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her mom,

And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back, she slowly began to speak,

And out of the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.

"My daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away,

But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know,

All about my daddy, and how he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike,

He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone,

And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone.

'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart,

I know because he told me he'll forever be in my heart."with that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest,

Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.

And somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears,

Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life,

Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd,

She finished with a voice so soft, but it's message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star,

And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far.

You see he is a Marine, and died just this past year,

When a roadside bomb hit his convoy, and taught Canadians to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away,"

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise,

A room full of daddy's and children, all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside,

Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him by her side.

"I know your with my daddy,"to the silence she called out,

And what happened next, made believers out of those once filled with doubt.

Not one of them could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed,

But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant, long-stemmed, pink rose.

And a child was blessed for only a moment, by the love of her shining star,

And given the gift of believing that heaven is never to far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire lifetime to forget them.

Unique Girl

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book.

I am the girl that people look through when I say something.

I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal.

I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face.

I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone.

I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year.

I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.

BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.