Introduction
My name was and is Charisma Jillian Murphy.
I lived in New Hampshire, my parent's had died and I was running form the law.
2 months at a orphanage made me watch my back, going to live with a abusive couple for another month gave me self defense, so I knew how to look after myself for the other 2 month's.
But before I met Bella or the Cullen's, I seem to remember clearly what my life was like.
I am going to tell you all that I can remember.
I was hungry and tired.
Maybe I could find shelter in the airport toilet's again I thought.
My naturally raspy voice was turning unatural, due too not having water for about 2 days already.
I tied up the white shoe laces on my black sneaker's.
I was wearing an apricot coloured t-shirt, indigo jeans and a plaid coloured jacket.
My other outfit was a pair of running shoes, denim jeans, a brown belt and a blue long sleeved shirt with a white singlet underneath.
Low neccessities was terrible for me since I had asthma and I couldn't steal any more, since people knew all my disguises, I was on the run.
My thick caramel hair was hanging down to my shoulder's, my fringe almost covering my steel grey eyes.
I looked at my watch, 11:35.
Damn it! Old man knockers was taking his shift for the night at the airport.
He threatened to call the cop's on me last time.
I wish that My mom and dad didn't get killed in that crash.
Then Iwouldn't be here in this mess, home less, starved, dehydrated and tired.
As I ran around the corner to Mile St, I looked around, making sure that the cop's wouldn't see me.
They were after me since I was 15, homeless and I had stole a few things from a grocery store.
Their were no one around or the cop's, except an empty park bench.
I walked over to the brown empty bench and sat down and opened up my yellow handbag made of hard fabrics.
I pulled out a small blue lunch box and pulled out my last piece of food, a half of a chicken sandwich.
Eating the sandwich had to be the quickest thing I had ever done, realising I had ate was hard.
I sighed and lay on the bench, I used my bag as a pillow and my jacket as a blanket.
My eyes slowly closed as I drifted off into a deep dark sleep.
