Characters belong to the amazing Stephenie Meyer .

BPOV

When I was born , I was deaf for two months, after that my hearing changed but I couldn't handle hard or loud noises . As a toddler I would run away from class because I hated all the crying and screaming .I didn't play either , since everything would make a sound or it would make an even louder one when it hit the ground . My mother thought there was something wrong with me and took me to a doctor , he told her that it would pass , that I was just being stubborn .

It didn't pass , as I grew up started hating it even more . I don't like music , only soft piano sounds ,I listen to it all the time , it calms me . I read all day and lock myself up in my room . Trying to absorb the quietness , my mom is a rather loud person, always laughing and her voice in general is very loud . She tried to change it once but I told her not to .

She has to be able to be herself , we don't talk very often but when we do it's very calm and easy .

Mom's new husband Phil plays baseball , she forced me once to accompany them to one of the games . I still don't understand why she wanted me to come with her .

The noises were excruciating , I tried to hide it so I could make my mom happy . My fingers clutched under my chair , the plastic bent a little under the pressure I was forced upon it .

When my head felt like exploding and everyone sprung up yelling and whistling I couldn't handle it anymore , I ran as fast and hard as I could . I didn't see where I was running to , since it was dark and my eyes were closed , my hands pressed against my ears . Trying to block the sound of my feet running on the asphalt .

The texture under my feet changed , it was uneven . I opened my eyes and took my hands of my ears, I was in a forest and it was really quiet . I lived in Phoenix so I wasn't surprised to see brown and dead plants .

I strolled through the forest , carefully since my coordination it very bad . I can't walk over a flat surface without falling down .

I sat down on a tree trunk and looked up to the sky , it was black with a few bright stars shining . I smiled , whenever I was in Forks and there wouldn't be clouds there were hundreds of stars reaching as far as my eyes could reach .

I missed Forks , I admit I hate the cold and wet but it was a very small and quiet little town . I strolled around in the green forest for hours , with just a few birds whistling , for me , it felt like pure heaven.

I sighed as I forced myself to find my car and go back to my mother . She probably would be very anxious and nervous by now . I looked at my watch , I've been sitting here for over two hours . Maybe she called the police already .

I tripped a few times and scratched my knees and palms while trying to run as fast as I could . I found my car on the parking lot next to the baseball stadium and drove as fast as the speeding limit allowed me to .

'Bella where have you been I've been so worried !' , I winced at my mother's loud voice , every time she talked to me like that , even though she knew my head can't cope with it .

'Answer me !' she yelled , my head felt heavy and bursted , it felt like all my energy was taken away from me . I couldn't feel anything besides the aching in my head . My breathing was shallow and my entire body started to shake uncontrollably . I didn't feel my knees connecting with the kitchen floor , I only noticed it because everything seemed bigger now . My hands gripped my head , pushing against it trying to stop it .

I saw my mother's and Phil's mouth moving , worry and guilt spread across their faces , reaching for me . The noise was stuck in my head , forcing me to listen to it's painful ache while I couldn't hear a thing from my surroundings . My sight became dull while my touch was heightened , I felt my mother's frail hands trying to pull me up . I felt the soft texture of her hands while Phil's hands were rougher and bigger but also gently pulling me up .

A few hours later

I was laying on my bed , rolled up in a tight ball . All the lights were out and my cheeks were wet , my eyes felt dry . I was listening to Claire de lune , my iPod it the only thing that I have with me 24/7 , I'm allowed to use it at school . Sometimes in class when it gets too much I listen to it , which is mostly all the time . They gave me this little janitor's closet were they put a chair and a desk in so I could relax and calm down .

Of course I didn't really have friends , but I don't need them . All I see friends doing is laughing and yelling and I'm sure that would even be too much for me . I guess it's official , I am the biggest freak walking around on this planet .

I feel alone and isolated in my own mind , nobody knows what's going on with me at all . Mom , Phil , teachers , kids at school they all ask me if I'm okay and I always tell them that I am . They nod or smile and go away . Are they really that blind , my eyes are empty and dead and with one word they think they know everything .

I'm not sure if I can live my entire life like this , trapped in my head not being able to do anything . I've been to a cinema once , I ran out after three minutes , I just want to be normal .

After my breakdown in the kitchen mom gently talked to me , almost whispering but I could understand her clearly . I told her that I wanted to go back to Forks , I told her why and she understood . She apologized to me about the accident earlier and told me that she forgot what the game would do to me .

I could hear her talking to Charlie on the phone , my hearing is better than others , I hear whispers like normal voices but that means that normal talking is like screaming for me .

My dad always jokes that I'm supernatural , I sighed at the thought of my dad as I closed my eyes and fell asleep .