He is gone. He left me. It has been months since he left. I knew he was going to leave me eventually but why did it have to be so soon? Who would want plain old me anyways. Brown features and pale skin don't attract all that much to my way of thinking. I know Charlie has been worried ever since Ed- he left. To say that I haven't really been myself is an understatement of the year. I have been being watched by everyone that is around me in case I happen to get the urge to commit suicide. This all started at my 18th birthday party that I didn't even really want to have in the first place. Thank you, Alice. Jasper wanted my blood…. So what? Big deal! He is a vampire and they so happen to drink human blood. That is beside the point. He told me that he didn't want me anymore, that I wasn't good enough; I was just a distraction, and a blip on the radar of his long existence. Since they left I haven't been alive anymore. I don't watch television, I don't listen to music, I don't read, I don't talk to my so-called friends, I don't eat, and I sure as hell don't sleep. Right now I am just laying here in my room wondering what in world I am going to do with my life. I get up to look out of my now always open bedroom window and I see a shooting star. I did the only thing that really comes to anybody's mind when you see one. I closed my eyes and made a wish.
*I wish I had never met the Cullens.* _