I feel that it’s been forever since I have confided in you. Things are so different from the world I was originally brought up in. People have changed, vehicles have changed & I have changed. I was born to a mother & father whom died from the Spanish Influenza, I contracted the same disease and was knocking at deaths door, until Carlisle brought me over to this life. We didn’t have the traditional movies people see today. We had books, which I devoured as fast as I could get my hands on them. Bram Stoker’s Dracula, H.G. Well’s The Flowering of the Strange Orchid (which is a precursor to science fiction Vampire stories we know of today) Rudyard Kipling’s The Vampire and a few others that have escaped my hazy memories. But these were dark writings, not pleasant, and had a underlying note of the monsters that the imagination created. Not vegetarian, camping, laughing, fun loving vampires that Carlisle tried instilling in me. Meanwhile Carlisle had turned another human. One to hopefully end his lonely existence and that completed him both physically and emotionally. We both helped Esme in the beginning. I found in her a mother figure that I had lost. She was perfect in that role because she had lost a son. That’s what drove her to those cliffs…but that is her story to tell, not mine. Carlisle also realized I had a hidden talent, one that wasn’t so easily found out. It started by him thinking about things and I would answer the questions or comments. At first he was baffled but then his scientific curiosity came out and he practiced it to hone in on it. I could actually read minds! It was a revelation I used when I rebelled for a few years, because I believed we were indeed monsters. Those the stories wrote about, dark & cruel creatures who killed for pleasure versus need. But I was selective in my choices. Even then I had a conscience and only hunted those I ‘read’ as evil doers. These people I hunted, even then, stalked women, raped women, killed women for pleasure. And as Bella once told me, I probably did save more lives than I took. But the fact still remained I did kill for human blood once upon a time…and it was such a power struggle, with myself. The want for the taste of human blood but the knowledge that I could not continue with this without being found out. So after about 4 years I found my way back to Carlisle & Esme, and they welcomed me with open arms. No mentions of what I had done, just acceptance. I guess I am truly lucky in that, to be accepted regardless of what I had done, they didn’t care because I was home.
~Edward
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February 7th 2012
Bella...she was a vision I knew I couldn't have. Yet she is mine. Both physically, emotionally, spiritually forever. She is a part of me as I am a part of her. But I am jumping ahead of myself and should back up to the beginning. I was born into this world on June 20th 1901 to proud parents Edward & Elizabeth Mason. I was an only child growing up & had the privledged life of an only child in a well to do family. My father was a lawyer which entitled me to private schools and music lessons and various other things that seem to distant to mention. As I got older World War I was going strong and I dreamed of becoming a soldier. But I loved my mother too much to ever think of leaving her. The the Spanish influenza hit and it changed my whole life, literally. My father died in the first round that hit, that bothered my mother tremendously. And soon after my mother & myself contracted the dicease also. There was a doctor caring for us both, in the same hospital ward, whom my mother trusted explicitly and when it was almost her time she told, not asked, him to do anything in his power to save me. Her son. It's almost as if she knew, somehow, of his deepest secret. You see, Dr. Carlisle Cullen was a vampire and only he had the power to save me. Somehow, my mother's last breaths, she encouraged him to save me, and that he did. Its been a long hard struggle and a long road to get to this point in my life. I look across the room and see my loving wife and beautiful daughter, surrounded by people that love & cherish us all as family should. I can't wait to tell you more of my life and the trying times that has brought me to where I am now. ~Edward |
InfoAfter experiencing Spanish influenza in 1918, Edward was transformed into a vampire by Carlisle Cullen, as the only alternative to death. Over the next ninety years the pair gathered a family of vampires around themselves, and devoted their lives to "vegetarianism". Edward's Diary is written by Jenn Fan PageArchives |