Chapter 1
Everybody stared at the big RIP sign. They also stared at me, but I didn't have the less idea of why. At the moment I realized I was the only one who was not filled of sadness, disappointment and my eyes weren't dripping water as much as everyone else's. My dad hugged my mother tightly, telling her that ''she'' will be in her heart forever. I wonder who ''she'' is, but right now it didn't matter, I just wanted to fit-in and cry like everyone else. At least I was wearing black instead of some bright pink or shiny yellow like I'm usually dressed. Hours passed and everyone left, except for of course, my mom. My dad carried me all the way to the car and we both waited inside. I wanted to ask him what was going on, but he literally wouldn't understand me. It's because I'm only 11 months old, but somehow I manage to understand everything, somehow I'm this smart. Finally mom got in the car, and when I'm close enough to see her vampire-lish eyes, I somehow felt her sadness, her depression and I felt sorry for her. I couldn't ask them what was going on; First, they're literally not going to understand what I say, trust me, I've tried, all they do is stare at me and say '' A goo-goo gaga to you too little baby'', and that sickens me. Second, its just going to make them feel worse about whatever is going on that I don't know, and Third, if they did understand me, I just wouldn't have the guts to ask them. I didn't know what to do about the situation, but I'm definitely sure I have to wait until I'm older to ask them what happened today. Although, even I know that's a dumb idea, because there's no way I'm going to remember this when I'm older. ''Renesmee'' my dad said, '' You have to let it go, remember what I said? she is still on your heart, and, for all we know, maybe she is in a better place now don't you think?''. My mom just stared at the window, analyzing what he just said. '' I just loved her so much. I… I just can't believe she's really gone Jake!'', my mom shouted. She calls my dad Jake, which is short for Jacob. ''Honey, please don't shout'', my dad said pleasantly, '' Renee is sleeping'', he finally said. Hel-lo! Just because I'm with my eyes closed doesn't mean I'm asleep, I said to myself. We finally got home, and all mom and dad did was put me in my tiny bed, go to the living room and stare at the TV even thought it wasn't on. At night I couldn't sleep. I tried to picture the RIP from today. I tried to see what was written on it, and it said; rest in peace Renee…… Wait! (the image erased from my mind), that's my name written on that freaky sign! Tha-that's REALLY my name!! I totally freaked out. I tried to calm myself and I thought; I am definitely not dead Renee, I'm DEFINETLY not a dead person. Then, I started crying out of nothing (just like babies do), but I couldn't control to stop, I guess it's just babies "instinct". Not even 5 minutes passed and mommy came into my room. She looked at me as if she was wondering what's wrong. All she did was stare at me, and suddenly, she touched me. The feeling was rare, strange, as if she was in my head or something.