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    Hidden Beneath the Floorboards

    Story written on February 8, 2009 by romanceinthepark.
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    Bella moves to Chicago with Charlie and finds an old Journal in fine condition under her floorboards. One day after finding it is empty Bella decides to write her own entry inside of it. Coming back to write in the journal there's a new entry in there and it defiantly isn't Bella's or Charlies hand writing. Its Edward Masen's the boy who lived in this very house and died in 1918 (or so she thought).

    Edward recieves a beautiful journal from his mother and when he goes to write in it he discovers it's already been used by a girl of the name Isabella Swan and she claims to be from the year 2008. Soon as they continue talking to each other weird thinds happen. Will they ever meet or will they always be stuck in their times?

     

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    “Hey Bells,” Charlie greeted happily as I took a seat at the kitchen table. “How was your first night?” Instantly images of last nights vivid dream came to mind. The gorgeous man and the beautiful clearing. Had it all been a dream? Just a dream?

    “It was… different then moms place,” I said hesitantly. “No offense, but it's just a big change for me, you know.” Charlie nodded his head and I was unsure if he was hurt by my comment or not.

    “So, I'm gonna head to the hardware store. I want to get to fixing up this place,”Charlie said grabbing his keys from the counter and turned to leave heading straight for the door. “Call me if you need anything or need some help. I'll just be down the street.”

    “Alright.” As I heard the door shut I got up from my seat at the kitchen and took a look around. Since arriving yesterday I had only seen about four rooms. My bedroom, the bathroom. the entryway/hallway and the kitchen and decided to take a quick look around.

    Easily I grew board after looking all over the house. It was all the same old, dusty and boring. Something you'd see in a museum as an example of our Old American heritage. Maybe after Charlie finished the house I could sell the furniture to some big shot museum, or at least donate the stuff. As long as it was gone.

    Silently, I went to my room and collapsed on my bed. I didn't feel well and laying here seem to be the only solution to my problem. Seeing as I was probably stressed and tired from the move.

    "But just maybe,
    halaka ukulele
    mama made a baby
    Really don't mind the practice
    cause you're my little lady
    lady lady love me
    cause I love to lay here lazy
    we could close the curtains
    pretend like there's no world outside"

    Without thinking I answered my phone not caring who I was talking to. It was most likely mom anyways. "Hello?"

    "Why didn't you call me yesterday?! You had me worried sick for a whole day. You promised you call but no you didn't and I was so scared. Oh, and Charlie wouldn't answer my calls…" Mom continued to rant on and I occasionally would vaguely say yes to agree with her.

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