I lay, dying, getting closer to death every tick of the clock. I was in pain. And then the shifts changed. I saw Carlisle come in. he talked to my mother, then wheeled her away. When he came back, he had an expression of determination on his face. He took me away to. I knew where we were going-the morgue. Yet I was not dead. I tried to speak, but I could not. SOmething told me that something terrible was about to happen. Yet I had no idea what was in-store for me.

We arrived. Carlisle's determination was replaced by pain. I could only wonder why. Anad then he opened his mouth, and I felt a strange sensation on my neck. It took me a minutue to realize that he was biting me. And then the burning came. I screamed, never knowing anything like it before. He bit me again, my wrists, my ankles. I screamed again......before Carlisle picked me up with inhuman speed and ran to his house. I wondered what I was becoming. but i knew, it was like him. Not human. I waited, waiting for the pain to stop.





Hey guys, how do you like it. its going to be a story of Edwards past. Im a first time writer, so please give me feedback!
Thanks!!
Kirsty Ashton