Prologue
I woke up screaming, but I already saw the knife come down, striking the center of my chest.
I sat and breathing fast and looked at the clock. Ugh. The blinking red like read 3:33 am.
The same time the knife struck my chest 6 and a half years ago. I never forgot it. Well, can't forget it. I have the same nightmare every January 15th and I wake up screaming at 3:33 am. E.v.e.r.y Y.e.a.r.
My name is Bella Swan and I'm 17. I was attacked by a 'stranger.' That 'stranger' was my father. He never abused me until my mother died. My mama died when I was ten. She was murdered by her boyfriend. If you were wondering, she was cheating on my dad. My dad and my moms' boyfriend were both abusive, and I think that's what she was trying to run away from. But she just ended up getting killed. I made the biggest mistake by mentioning her to my dad one-day. He just went crazy. He started to hit me and he pulled me outside and grabbed a knife and at exactly 3:33 am on January 15th he almost killed me.
A man saved me from dieing that day. But in the process of saving me, he killed my father. I woke up in a hospital and I started to scream because last time I was in a hospital they were trying to bring my mama back to life. Well, they didn't succeed. A young man came in and tried to calm me down, but nothing was stopping me now. Until Dr. Carlisle came in. He sat down and told me that a man found me in the middle of the woods screaming.
"The man brought you here, and you immediately went into surgery. You were very close to dieing Bella."
"Can I talk to that man, please?" I asked. I intended to find out who saved me. But Dr. Carlisle's answer disappointed me.
"He left while you were in surgery. But he did say he'll see you later."
Six and a half years later and here I am. I never did find out who saved me but I'm hoping I will.
Oh, wait. You may ask whom I'm writing to. Well I'm writing to anyone that wants to listen. Yes, this is my life poured out to you.
Shhh. Don't Tell Anybody.
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