hey everyone, i had to go to the ER last night and their was this old woman in there and she was blind, my mom wasnt aloud to come in with me so i was by myself, and slightly nevouse waiting for the doctor. i sat by her and we started talking, it made me think about alot of things. so i just felt like i had to write this story, i hope you enjoy. :)

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In my life I have never been close to many people.

Tons of people do nothing but make fun of me or try and take advantage.

In a world of darkness, its extreamly hard to feel as if you can truly trust someone, or even have much faith in them.

Ok Im done sounding completely criptic, somethings about me? Hmm...

Well...

My name is Edward Anthony Cullen, Im seventeen years old. I live in a small town called Forks in Washington state, its a small town where everyone knows everyone elses buissness, which is rather annoying. I have bronze hair that is always messy and stiking green eyes, or at least that is what I have been told. When I was only three I was adopted by my parents Carisle and Esme Cullen, I didnt know my real parents, they died when I was only a few months old.

Like I said before, there are very few people that I trust, them being Carisle and Esme, my adopted sister Alice (really Carisle and Esmes daughter) and my adopeted brother Emmett (adopted). Outside of my family theres Rosalie and Jasper Hale, who have dated my siblings for quite sometime and have always been close family freinds. Thats about it except for the only two freinds I have that arnt so closely related, Ben and Angela from school, they are both truly kind people and I enjoy thier company.

There is nothing truly special about me.

I enjoy playing the piano, I have a passion for music, and surprisemly I like to cook.

Well... I guess there is one thing about me that is rather...umm..different.

Im blind.

I wasnt born this way though, when my parents died i was with them and it had changed my life in more ways than most people can imagin.

My father worked at a factory and my mother would bring him his lunch everyday aparantly. One day she took along her fourteen month old baby with her. She had decided that instead of waiting for her husband to come out of the macinary area where he worked, that she would go to him to give him his lunch. She had walked with her small child to the back of the building where her husband worked on a single peace of large machinary. As he saw her, he became destraged and neglectid the sensitive equiptment, causing it to spark and flame up. Some of the sparks from the fire hit the baby boys eyes and seared into them. My parents didnt survive and I was blinded.

I dodn't know much about my parents but I had had no living relatives to got to so I was sent to an orphangage where Carisle and Esme had found me. Unlike so many people who are adopted I never really felt the need to dig into my parents past, the way I see it is they were good people who loved me and died before anyone should ever pass on, that is all I need to know. Carisle and Esme couldnt be more my family if we shared the same blood and that perfectly ok with me.

It was suprising for a child such as myself to be adopted, espesilly so quickly, for most people didnt want or couldnt afford the expensis that when along with being blind. Carisle and Esme were not able to have children so they had always been fond of adopting. My older brother Emmett had been adopted two years before me when he was a small toddler and was a year older.

Not even two weeks after Carisle and Esme adopted me did they find out Esme was two months pregnant with Alice, the mierical child, that no one ever thought they could possibly have. Im only older than Alice by about nine and a half months.

I love my family and my few friends to death and I would do anything for them, and I know for a fact that they would all do it for me too.

Although I will admit its painful some of the time.

Carisle and Esme adopted me and love me so they accept me.

Alice and Emmett have grown up with me and are my siblings.

Jasper and Rose are close family freinds and once again have grown up with me.

Ben and Angela have known me since we were in kindergarden then and accepted me extreamly quickly, and have been around me most of their lives.

All of them each and every one of them have reasons to accept, care, and love me.

But I wish that others would accept me for me too. Not for any specific connections, just me.

But the people in this town will never accept me. Its not their faults, they just dont understand my situation. For them Im something that is always needy and strange, too them I am so different that I cant possibly be normal. Ok I will admit that some of it is just them being complete shmucks but if people are really that stupid well the way I see it I should feel sorry for them.

Im not saying that all the people in this town just act sweet to my face that make fun and gossip as soon as they think I cant hear. No, there are a few kind souls here in town. Rebecca the receptionist for the hospital, Ms. Cope, and Mr. Mason from school as hard as it is to bealive, Ceif Swan the sheriff, and Drake the bag boy at the only super market in town, they are all good people and some of the few who sand up or at least dont join in on the gossip.

Living the way I do, I dont talk to many people and I keep to myself, I rearly commit to conversation, and I enjoy my privacy.

This is how I live, but in truth Im just like everyone else.

Im just me.

hey...

hope u enjoyed, pls reveiw :)

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