Author has written 5 stories for Alice in Wonderland, Twilight, Mythology, and Misc. Books.
Hola! I'm Aimee. I love to write these stories and ya'll are lucky because I don't even let my family read these private stories. I have some other accounts on Webkinz and Howrse so Email me if you want to be friends! XOXOX. I'm fearless because i try new things right off the bat, like jumping butt first of the side of a slide.
Name: Aimee, duh. But my nickname's Angel.
Perfect guy: cute, sweet, funny, knows how make me laugh when he knows i want to cry, will know all my favorite songs and my dreams, tells me he loves me.
A little bit: my stories are all based on me, sort of, and my interests. I'm obsessed with Alice and Wonderland and I love Alec from the volturi and I love Cameron Bright, who plays him in New moon. My fave colors in order are Blue, Green, and purple. If you're interested in making a best friend, I'm always here! And if you have any odeas for any story and you want to write with me or send me ideas, feel free! I promise to recognize you!
Excerpt from "Forever and Always"! (Alec's point of View)
“She knows something,” whispered Jane.
“How do you know?” I asked.
She was about to answer when the girl looked up at us. Jane motioned for me, I had to incapacitate her, take away her sense so we could take her back to Aro. I tried, she still looked at us. Tears kept coming down her face, her pale face, her nose covered in cute little freckles. Then Jane tried to incapacitate her, but it didn’t work. No one resisted our gifts. There was only one thing we could do, take her to Aro ourselves.
We walked to her and I held out my hand, not knowing if she would growl at me and run or if she would melt. She looked at me and my outstretched hand. She reached hers out, then pulled it back. I smiled at her, she was pretty, worth my first sincere smile in a hundred years. Okay, I admit, she more than pretty, beautiful even. She reached her hand out again and took mine. I helped her up and she sank back into my chest, crying. I looked to Jane. She was as bewildered as I was, poor human. Jane motioned with her arms, I shrugged. She motioned more, I was supposed to hug this girl. I did, holding her in my arms until she stopped and looked up at me.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice as pretty as she was. It was then I saw her eyes. Her eyes were green, almost hazel, with large flecks of gold in them, the same color my eyes had been.
Alec/Cameron Bright-My future Husband, He just hasn't met me yet, tee hee. (fantasizes)
I re-wrote this love poem i found online, i do not own it.
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
In the newspaper the next day, a motercycle had crashed in to the side of a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, and only one servived. The truth was, that the guy knew the brakes didn’t
work, but he didn’t want the girl to know. Instead, he had
her hug him and tell him she loved one final time, then had her put on
his helmet so that she could live, even though it meant that he would
It only takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but a second to lose them, and a lifetime to
greive for them
The sweetness of love lasts only a second, but the pain of losing him lasts
I re-wrote the bit about the newspaper and i wrote the two quotes at the bottom, comments are welcome and email me first if you want to put it on your profile. Thanks!
Famou people would be nothing without paprazzi and fans.
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