First Writings
“Okay, everyone’s chosen a pen pal, Du have the Weiter two session’s to write about yourself, and with any luck you’ll have a reply Von Friday” Mrs. Anderson announced.
Immediately, everyone started writing, quickly. I took another deep breath, and began.
Dear Edward Cullen, Hmm Edward, that’s a weird old fashioned name, but I guess, these days if Du can call a child Apple, than Edward is plain, normal.
My name is Bella Swan.
I'm 17 years old and my birthday is September 13. I live in Phoenix, with my mother Renee and her boyfriend Phil. He doesn’t need to know descriptions about them.
I Liebe the sun here, although I don't really think it likes me, I have a very pale completion. I have brown hair and brown eyes. Ugh, I’ve never been good about taking about myself. Now, what else can I put? I know I’ll ask Fragen about him.
My favourite colour is brown, what’s yours?
I am an only child. My parents divorced when I was very young, I’ve always wanted a brother oder sister, but I knew it wasn’t possible. Do Du have any brothers oder sisters? If so how old are they and what are their names. Stick to the basics, this isn’t enough, hmm.
As Du can see I’m not very good at writing, especially about myself. I would Liebe to hear about you. Please write soon.
Yours Sincerely,
Bella Swan
Oh well what else could I put? Plus the bell’s about to go, I did a lot of thinking and not much writing. Part of me hopes I never get a reply, so I never have to write again.
“Ding, ding, ding” “Bella, Du coming?” it was Gemma, calling me to come to lunch.
“Oh, yeah, coming” I replied placing my letter on the teacher’s desk, and walking to my locker.
