The Hidden Truth

Hey guys, I probably shouldn't be putting up another story cause I haven't finished any of the others, but I swear I will try to finish some of them. I wouldn't of put this up, but this story has been running through my head for forever and I couldn't get it out so I finally wrote this just to start the story off. Trust this is just kinda of, well it's what you'd call a prologue, kinda of a briefing of what's going on in the beginning of it all, well not exactly, but anyways enjoy.


Ainslie (Aine-slee) Clarabella Tanner had just turned 15 when she found out that she was to leave her home and never return. Ainslie didn't want to leave, but she knew she had to if she wanted to live to see the next day. So she packed her belongings and went to the airport. Her beloved aunt had bought her a one-way ticket to, she wasn't quite sure until her plane landed in the airport in Port Angelos, Washington. A taxi driver was waiting for her after loading her things into it, she sat in that taxi for an hour and fifteen minutes before pulling up to a small house that was painted a red you typically saw on barns. Ainslie thought that the house looked awfully familiar and that's when she remembered the many times she'd pictured it in her head. It was Jacob Black's house and low and behold the world of Twilight was real and she would be living in it. No one knew, not even Ainslie knew. the drastic change the lives of everyone around her was about to take and her life might even change to.

The night I left my home in Lone Star, Oklahoma I wasn't sure where I supposed to go from there. I only knew I was dropped off at an airport and given a one-way ticket and told to never return or look back, because if I ever tried to go back I wouldn't see another day. I've been on this earth for 15 years and not once in those 15 years have I been told what I was running from. Sometimes I get curious and ask, but it's always blown off and I'm told it's nothing really. I believe them and go on with my business, but there's always a little part of me that's truly longing to know the truth, but I know that no one will ever tell me. So I say my past is what you would call the hidden truth.


It's short I know but it's not actually a chapter. I'll put up an actual chapter as soon as I have time I promise. So please suscribe, favorite, review. ~ms. unpredictable2000