A/N This is my first fic. uh plz leave a review i except ALL opinions
Disclaimer: I DONT OWN ANYTHING DON'T SUE (except for Eslley :) )
Prologue
Dear Diary,
You know I'm glad life isn't a joke 'cause I don't get it AT ALL. I guess my problems started last summer. You see, a while ago my dad left for work one day and never came back never to be heard from again by us. After that, it was like my mom was a TOTALLY different person. She says she just got over it 'cause if a person wants to leave and get out of your life and you've done all you can just let 'em go. I on the other hand don't think so just last night I heard her in her room crying. I hated it when she cried, because it sounded more like silent sobs more than anything. One thing I know is that she didn't want me and my little brother to know that she actually told my father to leave and never come back, or that he wasn't our actual biological father. Of course she doesn't know that I know any of this, another thing I definitely wouldn't dream of telling my now 2 year old brother not that he would understand ( it's just he repeats anything he hears). Oh, I almost forgot my names Eslley, Eslley Hale (but now I'm pretty sure it's only Cullen now that my mom and dad are probably getting a divorce if they haven't already), daughter of Alice Cullen, Gran-daughter of Esme and Carlisle Cullen, Niece of Emmet, Rosalie, Edward, and Isabella Cullen, and finally cousin of Renesme Cullen. Any way my parents separating is disturbingly okay with me my dad wasn't really the type to show any affection of any kind, but he was the type that got into your brain and manipulated your emotions, literally. I am somewhat not supposed to know this stuff but you probably already figured that out. I know, I know you are probably bored of hearing me mope about my feelings and problems. Like the fact that the person I called "daddy" for 12 years isn't really my father or the fact that about for a lot of my life my parents didn't really love each other and my mom was having an affair until my little brother had been born (the father WAS the guy my mom was having an affair with).Anyway Diary ur probably sick of hearing me vent my little half beating heart out. It's all good I gtg moms calling me fer dinner.
Luv always,
Eslley