A/N: Okay this author's note is not only going to be the only one on the actual story but it is a notice for everyone who missed the memo; I AM REDOING THE ENTIRE STORY. Why? You may ask well if you want the answer go to my page because I'm tired of writing author's notes on the story so instead I'm just gunna post them on my page m'kay pumpkin?- sorry I felt the need to say that…
Disclaimer: you know the drill I STILL own nothing….
Bella Swan: eighteen, depressed, slightly suicidal, a witch, friends with a werewolves, and broken hearted by a vampire. You may ask 'Who would want to be her?', Well here is your answer no one. Unfortunately I am her; I just don't want to be. After my boyfriend, the vampire- left me I became depressed, slightly suicidal and often had emotional fits when pushed the wrong way.
I stopped talking when he first left me, so I lost all my friends but the werewolves. The werewolves were never around anymore due to the fact they decided to look for others of their kind out in the world. I haven't heard from them in days.
My mother moved back in with Charlie after divorcing Phil. She says things weren't working between them and she wanted to see me but the real reason she divorced him was because she had her new hobby- my dad. I should be happy they are together again –sort of—but I'm not they smother more now that they are together. I just want to be left alone.
"BELLA!! BELLA!" my mother sang/yelled. I sighed and walked downstairs. When I reached the bottom of the stairs they were both wearing sad faces that I could see from the stair. "Come sit down sweetheart we have something to tell you." I sat at the kitchen table with them.
"Bella it makes me sad that ou are always moping around here and don't have any friends. I think it is time you go over this boy and called up Jake or Angela or.. or …..or SOMBODY!" my dad started.
"what we're trying to say is that we don't think your habbits are very healthy and you refuse to see a psychiatrist and we thought me moving back in would cheer you up but nothing has worked…"My mom stopped short not knowing what to say. "Baby, there is something we never told you. You see when you were born, we got a visit from a wise man that said you were a witch but a few months back we checked it out."
" what do you mean I'm a witch? That's not possible. AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN CHECKED IT OUT?" I was so confused. What were they trying to say.
"this came in the mail for you …. A long ime ago." she said slowly as she held out a letter.
I read the letter saying that iwas 'invited' to Hogwarts Boarding School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What the hell?!? They were trying to send me to BOARDING SCHOOL?!?!?!?!?!?!
"SO YOU'RE TRYING TO SEND ME AWAY BECAUSE I'M NOT THE PERFECT DAUGHTER BEING PERFECTLY HAPPY AND PERKY WHEN I GET DUMPED! SO WHAT IF IT HAS BEEN MONTHS YOU SHOULD NOT BE SENDING ME TO A SHRINK OR BOARDING SCHOOL OR WHATEVER! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! AND THIS LETTER IS DATED TO ME ON MY TWELEVTH BIRTHDAY!!I'M EIGHTEEN! HOW COULD YOU HIDE HIS FROM ME! WHY DID I NEVER GET A COICE IN THE MATTER? IT IS MY LIFE!" I ranted. I ran up to my room and packed my bags. I was upset but I couldn't cry. I haven't been able to for months; I used up all of my tears. I stayed upstairs until they went to bed thinking I had worn myself out with my anger.
As I left the house with only my one trunk of stuff, I left a note on the table beside the door. And left Charlie's house forever; I would never go back.