Hey guys this is an idea i had floating round my head

So lemme know whatcha think and i i should continue!

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Summary: Isabella Swan lived a sheltered and protected life. She floated through life and never knew what she truly wanted. Until a chance encounter with a stranger challenged everthing she knew and turned her world upside down. Now when she finally thought she had figured her life out and was happy, everything is about to slip away from her. This is her story as she struggles to break free and the lessons she learns along the way. This is a story of how the ugly duckling grew into the beautiful swan.

A Caged Swan is a Terrible Thing

Prologue

In that moment as I stared into the stranger's eyes I realised I had never lived, I had merely existed. I breathed and I floated through my life, but I had never done something on a whim I had never done something unexpected or unpredictable. I have no goals in life, no aspirations. But how could I? I have been sheltered, protected and caged.

The life that I once thought was normal was thrown into turmoil and turned upside down simple by a stranger asking me a simple question.

He said to me: "That sounds like what they want, but what do YOU want?" he watched me intensely his bright thoughtful eyes staring into my clueless eyes seeking the answer to his question.

What did I want?

To be honest I had never thought about it. I had never considered that what I wanted might be different from what my parents wanted. They knew what was best for me though. They knew from their experiences what was good and what was bad. They didn't want me to make mistakes that they knew I would regret late.

What they did was to protect me, to make sure I lived a healthy happy life. But was I happy? And did I want what they wanted?

"I don't know" I whispered.

At that he grasped my hand and pulled me into a world of unknown. In that world I fell in love, made friends, made mistakes, did things that I regretted. But because of those mistakes and those regrets I found myself, I found my identity.

I was still me though. It was still easy to make me blush; I still trapped over thin air and my own feet; I still loved reading. The only difference was I was more confident, more self assured.

And most importantly I knew what I wanted. And what I wanted was about to slip away from me forever if I didn't do anything and slipped back into my old life.

I couldn't, wouldn't let that happen.

So what you think?

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