A/N: Hey everyone! So this is my FIRST STORY EVER so please, don't be hard on me! And if you like to know, I have 8 chapters written so if you like it im gonna be posting more.
Oh and by the way, english is not my first language so it is very very possible that many mistakes are in there.
Yeah and i dont own twilight(sad face). Wish I could tough
Who? Who were they? Why always these same faces? Why can't I recognize these faces? Why this lost feeling that I have when I see them?...
These was the same questions that runned threw my head each morning. Since long that I can remember, me, Renesmee Wilson always had the same dream every night. Two blurry faces. One guy and one girl. Always the same words: ''don't be scared, it's going to be ok, I promise…'' It was hunting me. Each morning the same thing in my head. For now 5 years, I had make the same and only dream.
But this morning was different, in a way because in difference to listen to the two person like you listen to the tv, I was there, with them. It just freaks me out more.
I decided to not think about that and get up from my bed to go in the shower. The warm water help me to not think at anything. When I came back into my room, I found a note from my mom : ''Rennie, I had to go to work. You'll have to walk to school. I made you a lunch and there's oatmeal in the fridge. Love, mom –xxx-''
I sighed, another morning on my own…My mom worked at a hospital so let's just say that she wasn't with me really often. Oh I forgot, she's not my ''real'' mom. She told me 3 years ago that one day, late that night at the hospital, she met someone that told her that she needed to take me home. She and my ''dad'' were not able to have childrens, so she take me. They kept my birth name: Renesmee (I know, it's weird) So now my name is Renesmee Hope Wilson. My real parents…Well I certainly want to know who they are but in a way…Im good in this life (even if I feel like I don't belong with them) and I think that my parents are weird because, as mon says, I have a growth problem. So, in 6 years of life, I pass from 3 years of apparence to 16 years old. And I am suuuuuper fast too ( and sometimes, when I didn't eat for a long time and Im close to somebody, they smell kinda ''good'' to me) So since my dad worked at the morning news of Juneau, Alaska, I was alone. I dresses, put my long bronze curly hair in a pony tail and put a little bit of mascara around my chocolate brown eyes and went downstairs to eat. 10 minutes later, I was on my way to school.
I know, it's short but it's kind of a prologue but it's not sooo... .Please?