Letters to myself

[martyn]

These are my letters to myself. Things I will write so that when I look back I can remember the past.

Letter #1.

Dear Martyn,

I can only thing of what has happened so far. Mom, Dad, and the rest of the clan has banished me. Kicking me into the world to fend for myself. I am a rogue in all aspects and a traitor to the Aris Clan. I don't care though, to them I was nothing but a black sheep. Someone who cared about the way they're food felt. They didn't see humans as living, breathing beings. They saw them as meat. I lived on the road but not anymore. My time in Forks is actually knocking away my resentment. I pray to god every night, hopping that he might point me in the direction of possibly others like me who might be like me. Who might want nothing more then to protect humans. I don't like to hurt others but will if I have to. I am a Tiger and will always be, Jahova knows I would rather be human but this is the gift he gave me. I have decided that my path is toward protection of others. I......I just need help

[martyn]

Martyn Aris
12:34 AM
November 30, 2010

I can’t sleep, I keep waking up and pacing around the house. Sleeping is escaping me at every moment it can. My mind keeps wondering to everything that’s been going on. Me falling for Autumn is something I cling to while I try to sift through what I am afraid might come of what happened to my family. Sira came here hoping for refuge and unless she screws up she can live her all she wants. My sister is everything to me and I want to protect her in any way I can, yet the thoughts of the government bringing they’re fist down on me would mean hell. I won’t give Sira up easily, and I pray to God my father that no fight will come of it. Though if it does I will fight till the end for her.

I keep thinking about Autumn though, I am so scared that if the government decides to come after Sira that Autumn will get caught in the middle of it. If she got hurt, or her sister did I would not only not be able to forgive myself but they’re would be more blood on my hands then my family could account for. I will admit without and issue that I am starting to fall in love with her. I can’t call it anything else, at first I was worried to even consider it. Now though, when I even think of her I can’t help but smile. She makes me forget the craziness that is here and to come. God help me through this confusion.