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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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 |