SCRIPT TWILIGHT ANGLAIS
I’d never given much thought to how I would die.
But dyeing in the place of someone I love, seems like a
good way to go.
So, I can’t blame myself to regret the decision to live on.
I would miss Phoenix.
I missed the heat.
I...
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SCRIPT TWILIGHT ANGLAIS
I’d never given much thought to how I would die.
But dyeing in the place of someone I love, seems like a
good way to go.
So, I can’t blame myself to regret the decision to live on.
I would miss Phoenix.
I missed the heat.
I
would miss my loving heraldic birdbrain mother, and her new husband.
- Girls, come on! I love you both, you have a plane to cash.
But they want to go on the road.
So I would spend some time with my dad, and this would be a good
thing, I think.
In the state of Washington, under a constant cover clouds and rings, there is a small town names Forks.
Population: 3 120 people.
This is where I move in.
My dad’s Charlie; he is the chief of police.
- Your hair’s longer.
- I cut it since the last time I see you.
- Oh.
It grows up again.
I used to spend two weeks here almost every summer.
But it spends years.
- There are some shelves in the bathroom.
- Oh yeah, one bathroom.
- It’s a pretty good work lamp.
- Saleslady chose the bed
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