I don't own twilight all rights go to Stephenie Meyer.

I was falling, the darkness pulling me further and further away. I couldn't bring myself to fight, dying was easy, living was hard. People say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes, I guess in a way that is true because the only image in my mind is of Edward Cullen. How he changed my life in the short year I'd known him, how he made me want to fight for life instead of settling for the shitty life I had been given. Slightly behind Edward I could see his family, my family. I had lived in a world full of evil, believing that good was nothing but a myth. Walking around pretending I was content with the life I had been given, how wrong I'd been. They showed me the love I should have been shown as a child, the love of a parent to a child, the love of siblings but most of all, the love of a partner. And there it was, my epiphany. I had spent 17 years lost, one year of being found, I wanted more. I was going to fight, for me and for them!

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