Адаптированная литература на английском языке
Сумерки, Вампирская сага
Preface
I never thought about my death
before. Now I was in the dark room and
one bad boy wanted to kill me.
He wanted to kill me because I
loved another bad boy.
Both of them were vampires. How
strange. A normal girl was dreaming about love with a
monster.
OK - I said to myself. I'm ready
to die.
Chapter one. First sight.
I was going to Forks to my father.
I was going to live there. I didn't want to do it. But
my mother found a new boyfriend, she was happy with him.
She didn't need me anymore. It was sad but true.
She loved me of course. But I
decided to go to my father. I had to finish school. I
was a child yet. Big enough but a child. I needed
someone by my side. Someone who loved me. Someone who
was ready to help me.
We were at the airport with my
mother. She said:
- You can stay here. You don't
want to go there.
- I do. I want to go.
I was a bad liar, but I had no
choice. I was a little afraid. I didn't like any
changes. But I was also stubborn.
- I want to go - I repeated.
We kissed each other and in five
minutes I was on the plane.
When I arrived in Forks I saw my
father and his car. He was waiting for me. He was a
police officer. He lived in a small town and everybody
here knew him very well. I was sure that every person in
this town already knew about my arriving.
At first I wanted to buy a car for
myself. I didn't want to go to school by police car. I'm
not a criminal to do it. My father knew about it and he
said:
- I found a car for you.
- Ok. What kind of car?
- It's a little old but I hope you will like it.
- How old is it?
- I'm not sure... Maybe about 50...
- Father? Are you crazy? 50 years
old for a car? It is TOO OLD!
- Don't be angry. It's a good car, I promise.
- And how much is this car?
- It's free. It's a present for you from me.
FREE? It was a surprise. Ok, I'll
see this thing.
When I saw it I fell in love with
it. It was really a very old car but I loved it at the
first sight. It was safe - I felt it. It was like a
tank.
- Thank you, Dad! It's fantastic!
Charlie (my father) was very glad
to see me. He loved me very much. I knew it. He never
talked about it - he didn't talk much ever. But I could
feel - he was extremely happy to be with me, happy that
I would live with him. My parents were divorced for many
years and the most part of my life I lived with my
mother. I was seeing Charlie only once a year every
summer when I went to him on holidays.
I had my own room in this house.
It was a simple room with a bad, a chair, a table, an
old computer - nothing unusual.
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