I listened as the ocean water crashed against the rockes beeath the balcony of the upper story bedroom. So calm and soothing. It reminds me of the Indian Beach in La Push where me and Jacob would sit for hours just talking. Seth, Embry, and me would go attempt to surf and play football. But this place will never be the same. Sitka, Alaska can never make up for the home they dragged me out of. I will never make those kinds of memories or friends here ever. They told me this was temporary. They said that be would be back after in a few years. At first I thought that I would live through it. But it's only been four months and this place seems like hell.

I haven't eaten a solid mean in barely three months. the last time I went hunting was with Jacob when he was here about three moths ago when he came and convinced me to leave the house. I weighed in at 125 when we moved here. Now i'm a mear 110. My whole family has been complainging about my health. Some say they need to send me home. Others think I should just stay, that I will get over it soon. But that was two months ago. I haven't left this room, and even though I want to, I just can't.

I took a deep breath as the oncoming breeze lifted my once shining hair up into the air. I took a last glance at the rocks below, and turned into my room and shut the balcony door. I never locked it. I still had hopes thatJacob, Leah, or Quil would just show up and sneak me out like they used to in Forks. But so far that hasn't happened.

I to the four poster bed that they put in my room on my 5th birthday. I had looked about fifteenish then, and to be honest, I haven't changed at all. I till look like a young teenager and i'm almost eight. I'm supposed to be full grown now so everyone just assumes this is how i'm going to be forever. I pray to god I at lest grow a little more. Anyway, they had brought the bed back because after the move they redid my whole room. New furniture and everything. That was where the first signs of my homesickness came about, and they tried to bring as much back as they could. I had some of the packs T-shirts, Emily sent me food, they even went to such great lengths as to bring a tree into my room from the forest by our old house. It wasn't a large tree. It was just big enough to put in a planter and stick in the corner of my room. It had helped. It brought back he smell of the forest into my room. But after some time it just got worse and everytime I was around it I started throwing up I was so nervous. So to took it out.

I started putting on the T-shirts they sent and wrapping myself up in the blankets and falling alseep. Rose would bring me hot chocolate and a bunch of different teas. My mom would just come and talk to me while I ignored her. It didn't make her mad. she just understood what I was going through. I haven't held a conversation with anyone in forever and it's really just become a part of our daily lives.

I closed my eyes and pictured home. Me and all of my friends just sitting around a bon fire and having fun. Telling stories and laughing. I missed that. And my biggest fear is never having that again.

AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you for reading this story! I hope that you like it! I plan on writing this as if it were a full length book! So if you want a story to stick to...THI IS IT! Mybe even after this is over I will write a sequel?

And also remember that Jacob and Renessme aren't all romantic yet! That is to come. For nowthey are just friends and she misses the feeling of home.

This chapter was inspired by the song " Home" by Gabrielle aplin.