Okay this is my first fanfic... here it goes in

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"Mom. Mom! MOM!! Are you okay?" only to tell my sweet son that I was okay, I fluttered my eyes. Though I did not feel like waking up (or as close as possible) from my sleep completely. I let a flashback overcome me.

--flashback--

On my clean sheet of paper I was near tears before they could spill over, I started to write.

Dearest Edward,

I have to leave and please don't try to find me. And please, please, PLEASE do not go to the Volturi and kill yourself. I have loved you forever and always will. Nothing will keep me from seeing you for the rest of my life. Sitting here I am envisioning seeing your face reading this and I am not sure if I don't finish writing soon there will be tear stains on this piece of paper.

Your love forever,

Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen

Then I sealed it away and positioned it on my pillow.

--end flashback--

"Of course she is okay. Mom!! If you do not snap out of it I will slap you back to reality!" I got up so that Skyler did not get her chance to slap me. She had her father's temper and no one could deny it. If only they could meet, but that can't happen because I was stupid 15 years ago.

"Skyler Alexandria Cullen!! Don't speak to Mom that way. After all she did you should not talk to her that way. She had the chance to give you away, but she didn't because she loved us even before she had met us. She barely had enough money to afford an apartment." Only my lovely daughter Jasmine would stand up for me to her sister who was taller and bigger than her. Her brother would not even stand up to her.

I got up and put on a Taylor Swift CD. The song Picture to Burn had a remake to the chorus because I loved it that way. When it got to that part I sang it my way.

Cause I hate that stupid, old silver car

You never let me drive

Your a straight A, heartbreak

Who's really good at lying

So watch me strike a match

On all my wasted time

As far as I'm concerned you're

Just another picture to burn

After that part was over I turned it off. I only listened to that part because it really expressed my feelings. I picked a lot of different music styles over the past decade and a half. I even learned how to play the piano and guitar. I was still learning the drums. I was doing pretty well if I sould say so myself. My children probably would beg to differ.

My children had seen pictures of their father and his family. I didn't tell them which one he was, but they did make a pretty good guess. They even said Carlisle was the 'handsomest' man in the family. And Alice was the 'most prettiful' woman in the family. I had to laugh at who they thought was the best looking. Though I had been a bit biased when I told them my thoughts on the best looking ones.

"Mother, are you okay? You have seen distant the past few days. What is going on that you will not tell us?" questioned Emmett. How could I tell my children that tomorrow would be the 15th anniversery of when I left their father.

"Oh its nothing children I just have been thinking through all the mistakes I have made throughout my lifetime." There I didn't lie to them.I just didn't tell the whole truth. I couldn't because Jasmine could tell when people were lying. I am just glad she couldn't tell when people aren't telling the whole truth.

"Jasmine? Is she telling the truth?" Skyler questioned.

"Yes, I am nearly completely sure she is. But I am not exactly sure she is telling the whole truth." Only Little Miss Jasmine Allie could read my eyes like her father. She knew how to read people almost too well.

"Tell me exactly what is going on that you won't tell any of us," Skyer demanded.

"Well, it all started like this..."