A New Day
(Emma's Point Of View)
Acknowledgement
We do not claim anything Twilight related, nor do we associate ourselves with Stephanie Meyer. We do, however, claim the rights to this story as it was formed from our own ideas and characters. No copyright infridgement intended.
Preface
Ben and I were walking home from school. It was a hard day. School was starting to get tricky as we were half way through Freshman year: both 15 years old. Ben had not been feeling well so I offered to walk him home. We were approaching his house, near the Indian Reservation. We got to Ben's cottage and I walked him up to his door. It was locked so Ben rang the bell. Mr. Carlin answered.
"Hey guys how was school? " Ben's dad asked. He was such a happy man, always smiling and well dressed. He smelled like shower gel. Clean! That's always a good thing. Unlike my parents. I lived with foster parents near the Indian Reservation in an old cabin. My foster mother was quite old, in her fifty's, my foster father also. They were always disapproving of me. Don't do this, do that. He never let me do my own thing. It was because of him that I gained my bad temper. When I returned home from school, he wouldn't say "How was your day? "Or "How are you Emma? " It was always a straight forward "Hi" then went back to reading his paper. They wouldn't even bother to phone me if I didn't come home on time. Well maybe one day I just wouldn't come home…
Once I had left Ben's house, I walked towards the Reservation. I passed the woods on my way to my house. I had never been afraid of these woods. The woods that everyone had called the "dark" woods. Just stupid scary stories if you ask me. I walked down the narrow road. No cars ever came down that road, it was totally deserted. I didn't bother walking at a fast speed. I was in no rush to get back to my lovely family. I heard movement in the trees. Birds probably, I thought to myself. This whole dark woods thing was going to my head. Then again. Swoosh. I quickened my pace only to find my self running towards the reservation. Suddenly, I was on the moist soil of the woods. I scrambled to get up but something was holding me down.
"Rose, no! " I heard the most beautiful voice cry.
Then I couldn't See. Long blond curls flew over my face and a sharp pain ceased in my throat. My vision turned blurry, and everything turned dark red. The pain in my throat was excruciating , like fire ripping through my body until my body went stiff and I could no longer feel anything… just the constant burning sensation pushing its way though me … And then everything was blank.