Edward

Chicago, 1901

A new era, a clean start

The year I was born into this ill-fated world

Edward Anthony Masen

The world was mine for the taking

Every door was wide open`

I had the ideal life of an intelligent and successful teenager

Until the year that I turned seventeen

Summer, 1918

Spanish influenza

I did not think anything of it

I thought if I stayed away, I would avoid it

Until my parents got sick

My father contracted it first,

It was miserable, watching him slowly die

Knowing my mother and I would receive the same fate

I would die young and alone

Fever racked my body, but I was freezing

My mother tried to take of me,

I was destroying her chances of survival even more

But she did not care, I was her biggest concern

I was expected to die first

But the fever took her first, and she left a single dying wish

She pleaded with the doctor, to do whatever it took to save me

He merely acted on whim when he saved me

I was fading

I would be dead within an hour

But then I was overcome with excruciating pain

Never-ending, agonizing, burning

When I awoke, I felt different

Like I had been reborn

Icy skin and red irises

Unfamiliar, confound thoughts racing through my head

Edward Cullen

...

Vampires were an impossibility

I had only read about them in books

But now, now I was ready to believe anything

Fictional or not

But I was still lonely

As my family grew and my "siblings" found love, I remained alone

My thoughts on life: I was monster, I believed that I did not deserve love, or so I thought

I would soon find forbidden love, with a human.

Eternal and Undying Love

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen