Liam and Emily

Once they had put away everything, Liam and Beatrice sat on his bed. They were silent for a few minutes, thinking about what had just happened. Liam was still thinking about Beatirce's notebook, when he saw the large pile of pictures he had been looking at before Beatrice came inside. He picked up the pile, and asked, "Would Du like to look at some pictures?" Beatrice smiled at him, and replied, "I would Liebe to!"

They divided the pile into 3 different piles, and began looking. In the first pile, there were many interesting finds. One find was a picture of him at the premire of "Lilo and Stitch...

On the night the 29th of November was becoming the 30th, Liam had a dream. A dream that he soon realized had actually happened 7 years ago.

He was in a trailer, looking out the open window, his brown hair blowing in the wind, his hazel eyes shining as he looked at the stars and the moon. He heard a girl call his name. Hearing this, he turned around to see a girl with long brown hair sitting on a sofa, her hazel eyes glowing just like his.

He smiled, and sat down Weiter to her. "You're so cheerful tonight, Emily, do Du know that?" he told her. She smiled as she replied, "Well, I'm with you, Liam,...

It was early January of 2004. The night sky was perfect, for the full moon and stars were shining clearly. There was a clear area of pure green grass, and a park bench was klatschen, smack in the middle of the field. There were two people sitting on the bench that night. There was a boy in a blue crew-neck sweater and tan pants, and a girl in a long, black, lacy dress. These two people were Liam Aiken and Emily Browning.

The two of them were gazing at the stars, when Emily suddenly asked, "Liam, when is your birthday?" He looked at her, and answered, "January 7th. It's pretty close from now." "Wega,"...

"Liam, someone's at the door!" a woman cried. "I'll get it, Mom!" Liam called back from his room. He had been looking through old pictures that he had, and had found a picture of him with his old band, Saint Levi, when his mother called.

Sighing, he walked downstairs to get the door. No one ever seemed to knock on the door, for even though Manhattan was located in New York, it was nowhere near as crowded as New York City. He answered the door, and was surprised to see someone he recognized at once.

It was a young girl with short brown hair and deep blue eyes. Unlike most girls, she was wearing...