Calista's POV:

Life is all one big game. We're the pawns and the world is the game board. Right now, I'm losing.

I was in a car accident a few months ago. It was all so clear, yet, I don't remember anything.

It was a warm summer night as the sun was beginning to set. My family and I had just left our aunt's house and we were driving home in our brand-new silver mini-van. It even smelled like it was new, fresh from the dealer. My mom was in the passenger seat with her sunglasses on, while my dad was driving down the long highway singing along o the radio.

My little sister Bailey was sitting in her booster seat, her strawberry blonde hair flying everywhere as her sea-green eyes looked out the window. She giggled as she saw boy plying with his dog in a distant yard.

On the other side of me, my little brother Caleb's eyes fluttered as he was dreaming in his sleep. He sat in his baby carrier as he kicked and grabbed in his sleep silently.

My dad was rocking out and went to check the rearview mirror.

"Wow that guy is going really fast!" My dad said worriedly as his eyes grew wide. My mom and I looked back and gasped loudly.

Caleb was woken up by screaming and began to cry. The man's car began to grow bigger and bigger until I felt an immense pain all over my body.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was upside down.

"Mom? Dad? Caleb? Bailey?" my voice was cracked and broken. I looked at where my brother and sister were sitting and saw blood everywhere. they weren't breathing, or moving at all.

"MOM! DAD!" I screamed frantically as I looked to the front of the car. My dad lay unconscious with the airbag surrounding the front seats. My mom was sat upside down and her eyes fluttered open.

"Calista?" She whispered faintly.

"Yes mom it's me. We have to get out of here." I exclaimed as I began to sob warm, wet tears.

I attempted to reach forward to et my dad's pocket knife but pain erupted in my neck and I sat back again.

"Mom, reach in dad's pocket and grab his pocket knife." I gasped as it suddenly became hard to breathe.

She reached forward slowly and her fingertips touched the tip of his knife.

"I can't reach." She said still trying to reach.

"Yes you can." I said as the pain began to get worse

Her fingers caught onto the knife as she pulled it out of his pocket and reached back and handed it to me.

I reached over my dead brother and I began to cry harder. I opened the knife and began to hit the window repeatedly. It began to crack and it finally shattered completely.

I climbed out the window, pushing the pain away and my mom came out soon after. I began to hear the whining of sirens as I looked into the woods and saw a pair of golden eyes staring right at me as I fell into a pit of darkness and pain.

I felt a tear stream down my face as I heard a door open downstairs.

Weird. Mom doesn't get home until 3. I thought as I looked at the electronic clock sitting on my white vanity. The bright green letters blared 11:56 as I am struck with panic.

"Mom?" I yelled as I emerged from my bed.

"Who is there?" I yelled louder, now frozen with fear.

All of a sudden I feel ice-cold hands shove me as I tumble and turn down my staircase. Before everything went black, I saw a pair of Crimson eyes that glinted with thirst.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the fictional characters in this story except Calista and her family. All rights otherwise go to Stephanie Meyer