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Meg:

Ok.... me and my sister are beyond freaking out right now. We were talking about the end of Breaking Dawn about 15 menit yang lalu and then Grace was like "You just watch Jacob is gonna die!" and then we switched to talking about how Stephenie keeps comparing everyone (Edward, Jacob, and Bella) to famus book/play characters who die.

Every last one of them die. Romeo and Heathcliff(Edward), Paris and Edgar(Jacob), Julit and Catherine(damn stupid pantat, keledai Bella!).

If Bella was to get in some deep trouble and it just so happened that Jacob and Edward went to save her... what if Edward endirect caused...

I looked at the compass and the map, made sure the compass was pointing the direction on the spoke I had followed, and started moving again. What a pain it was to hike all this way. It was so much easier the first time I'd come here...
I had to think of something else every fast, if I ever wanted to make it home. Of course it was better when Jacob had come with me. My personal sun, lighting everything in his path. But I was lebih grateful for the fact that he had not taken this trip with me. FOr so many reasons I couldn't even count. For one thing, how would I explain my conversation with a vampire?...

Chapter Four (thanks to everyone who's commented)

I coughed, his words ringing in ears. There was something stuck in my throat. Half-brothers! My head and stomach were spinning, like a tumble drier. My dad was Billy Black? I turned away from Jake and threw up. That cleared my head, which made my jantung ache. Why hadn’t my mom told me? She knew that I used to cry myself to sleep when I was younger because I’d seen a happy family out on the pantai at La push. Why hadn’t she thought to tell me?
Jake was trying not to listen to my thoughts, but he couldn’t help it. He flinched, at my memory....

He has gone. He is not coming back. He does not cinta anda anymore. He has gone. He is not coming back. He does not cinta anda anymore. He has gone. He is not coming back. He does not cinta anda anymore. He has gone. He has gone. He has gone.
I could say this to myself a thousand times and it still would not make me feel any better. Nothing can, not anymore. When... when Edward and the rest of the Cullen’s left Forks they took my soul with them. Everything that made me happy is gone. They are never coming back. I am like a zombie, I walk, eat, sleep and I answer if somebody asks me something but...