i love reading twilight. yup. it's true.

I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked
pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought
to count for something.
I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't
bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations,
it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.