I'd never given much thought to how I would die-though I'd had reason enough in the last few months - but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I started without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasently back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of some eles, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I know that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was , I wouldn't bring mysef to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expections, its not reasonble to grieve when it comes to an end.
The hunter smiled in a freindly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
请高手们帮忙翻译下,不要谷歌翻译出来的...紧急....谢谢...