I don't speak much. It isn't necessary when you have a father who can read your thoughts, and an aunt who knows your every move.

I don't go to school much. It isn't necessary when you have a family of ultra-smart vampires who can teach you anything and everything.

I don't have many friends. It isn't necessary when you have an entire wolf pack to hang out with.

I don't date much. It isn't necessary when your "true love" has been decided by fate.

I don't think about my future much. It isn't necessary when your aunt tells you about it time and time again.

I don't play sports. It isn't necessary when I can just WATCH them instead and not get harmed.

I don't go out much. It isn't necessary when I have a mansion to roam and call my own.

I don't know which mood is which. It isn't necessary when you have an uncle who can tell you, instead.

A prisoner in my home, a prisoner in my head; are there any secrets?

Anything I can have to myself? Is that asking too much?

But, why ask? It isn't necessary when everything is handed to you on a silver platter.

Nothing is necessary when you're being smothered in every direction and the walls start to fall in.

Crushing every vital organ until you're gasping for air.

Nothing is necessary when everyone can hear the screams fill your veins but always die on the way to your lips.

They know.

This I promise…

They know everything.

Nothing is ever mine and I fear nothing will ever be mine.

All I will ever be, to anyone, is a secondary character. An open book with no REAL twists or turns.

I am their doll. Their perfect little porcelain doll.

Don't look at these words too sharply or I may break.

Isn't that right?

My name is Renesmee.

My entire existence is just one big mind-fuck.

And it isn't necessary.

A/N:: Okay, so…

Very random drabble. I was re-reading Breaking Dawn for probably the 80th time when the thought hit me. Renesmee is my favorite character (To the confusion of many) and, as I was reading, I became grateful that I was not her.

Everything was so planned out for her; who she would love, where she would live, etc. I felt bad for her as I read it again and again. Ah well. So there you have it. Comments would be nice.

I'm wondering if I'm the only one who sees her life in such a negative light. :c

Anyway.

Hope you enjoyed it! Ja ne! C: