A/N Sorry if it sucks.
PROLOGUE
I lay curled into a ball, waiting for my pain to end. I was just a small town girl. Kyleigh Louise Parker. Me. I closed my eyes, and fell asleep. Suddenly I was in a bright room, sitting in a chair. I was Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Standing up, I realized this was no ordinary dream. I walked over to the iron crib, and touched it. I immediately recoiled. It felt cold! Mind you, usually in dreams I am unable to feel the temperature of things. I froze. Was my imagination truly this strong? Could this be fate giving me a chance to have a better life? Maybe! I crawled into the crib and fell asleep.