I woke with bright lights all around me and a beeping sound going off. I noticed the unfamiliar rise and fall in my chest as I breathed.
While this all came to veiw, I wondered one thing.
Who am I?
I couldn't answer this question. I didn't know anything about this body. I didn't know anything about this world. I knew the basics, math, spelling, walking, talking, everything along that line, but nothing else. I could even remember how to drive, but not my identity.
I looked around at the blurred faces. I heard slight gasps and cheering coming from them.
"Who are you?" I asked, sinking back into the bed. What if they wanted to hurt me? What if –
My thoughts were cut off by a flashing in my head.
Memories I had no idea of having. I heard screaming and shots and then a splash of red across my vision and a shrill scream as I fell to the floor.
I screamed and struggled in my bed as the men around me held me in place. I felt my body shaking rapidly and my eyes rolling back into my head as my heart thumped so hard it should have killed me. I felt a needle being shoved in my arm and blackness surounded me, enclosing me in everyway. I didn't want to go into the blackness; I had just been released from it. But the needle pushed me back into it. Deeper and deeper I fell into the never ending hole of nothingness. Not sure if I would come back out.
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Okay, if you didn't get it: Bella had a sezure (idk how to spell it). and for those who didn't read the summary, just clicked and read, Bella woke up from a coma. What put her in a coma? who knows? oh, why, the 10th chapter does, but if I don't get reviews, this will become a one-shot, so you will never know. (: blackmail? who? anywho, please review or it'll be a one-shot. hmm.. what else.. OH. updates for The Secrets Of Bella Swan And Edward Cullen will be updated soon. ive just had this idea forever and wanted to type it out. ill be producing a BUNCH of new stories today simply because i can. REVIEW THEM ALL. o-o
time for the only disclamer i shall EVER give for this story:
Me: i own twilight and make tons of money and crap from this story. MWAHHA!
Stephenie Meyer: I OWN TWILIGHT!
Me: WELL I STILL MAKE TONS OF MONEY AND CRAP!
Tons Of Money And Crap: we're your imagination, dimwit.
Me: then i guess i dont get anything porfitable or own anything mentiond in this story. ):
yes, im wierd, so what :P