Clyde Cullen, age7

"Time to read!"

I begged my father, who ignored me.

"Ask your brother."

I was disappointed. My father acts as if he doesn't know how to read. I knew very well he preach a sermon, no several sermons all day.

"C'mon, Clyde. I'll read for you."

Always kind Carlisle. I smiled, running for him. He gently held my hand, heading for bed.

"Where were we yesterday?"

"Ummm... I remember Him healing people..."

"Then let's begin here. And again He began to teach by the sea. And a great multitude was gathered to Him, so that He got into a boat and sat in it on the sea; and the multitude was on the land facing the sea. Then He taught them many things by parables, and said to them in His teaching: "Listen! Behold, a sower went out to sow. And it happened..."

I didn't know I fell asleep. I wondered what the next story would be. What had 'happened'? I can't wait for today's reading night.

"Carlisle! Clyde! I'm dying for waiting!"

Oh, it's our friend, Tom.

"Coming!"

I shouted cheerfully. I was very excited because he and Carlisle promised to teach me how to swim. Three of us walked toward a river. When we arrived the riverbank, Carlisle grinned, making me nervous. He's a good person, yeah, but when he smiles like this, something always happen to me. Today was not an exception.

"Just jump, you coward."

Tom teased me. I was irritated, but a horror defeated my irritation. I backstepped, chattering my teeth. It's just a river, I thought. But I was so scared. As I gulped to try once more, suddenly something pushed me, making my whole body fly toward the river.

"HELP!"

I tried to shout, but no one could listen. I was too deep in water! I felt my eyes losing focus. Every part of me was numb. I sank and sank, until someone grabbed me.

"Clyde! Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

My brother's concerned voice came. I burst into tears. He warmly embraced me and said,

"I'm sorry, I was trying to help you..."

I stopped wipping. I couldn't believe my ears.

"What? It was you who pushed me?!"

"Yes, I'm really sorry. I thought you can survive on your own. And besides, it was the only way I learned swimming from Tom."

"CARLISLE!"

I yelled, running after him as fast as I could,

"YOU MEANIE!"

Clyde Cullen, age8

It was a few monthes later since 'the swimming incident'. I found my brother doing something alone in his room. I peeked in. He was concentrating on a plant I don't know how to call. He was just staring at it.

"What are you doing?"

I asked, entering his room.

"...what if I just simply touch it... what did you say, Clyde?"

Carlisle replied, quite startled. He glared at me with his pale blue eyes. I suddenly felt very sorry.

"Never mind."

I walked away. No, I tried to. He said again quietly,

"...it worked."

"What?!"

"Never mind."

He teased, mirroring my words. Walking out, I had a weird feeling. Carlisle was never like that. Consistent on a project, yes, but glaring at me! What was that all about?! I turned around. He was looking at the plant again. When he touched it, it...it died. I silently went back to my room, shaking like mad.

Clyde Cullen, age12

Carlisle can move life powers. That's what I concluded about his weird behavior.

Clyde Cullen, age20

He's gone. He was out for a vampire hunting, and he's not coming back. My father said to me, that he became a monster, which I didn't want to believe.

Clyde Cullen, age23

I closed my eyes. Pain was unbearable. My body exploded, turning myself into a white, huge wolf.