The real thing
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight....dammit!!! But I do own, Sabrina and Samantha. Their mine...so don't try to steal them from me^^!
Okay, so here goes nothing:
Preface
The room is bright, too bright. Like there are over a hundred light bulbs on. I'm laying on something soft, a bed probably. I see flashes of faces, looking over me. I try to lift my head, to look at myself, but everything hurts.
I try to think instead, about what happened. The last thing I remembered was, me getting hurt in the forest, trying to protect someone. And then, laying on the leaf over-strewn floor, blood flowing out of open wounds. How I got them, I don't remember. There was another sharp blow, and then - nothing.
I really don't like this place. It's too bright, it's too real. Everything hurts here. I slowly slip into the dark again, thankfully, because it takes most of the pain away. There are voices whispering my name, telling me to not go, to not give up. I wish I could tell them that the pain was to great, that I have to go. But most of all, that I'm not as strong or as brave as they wish me to be. I see a face of a young girl, looming over me. There are tears on her face. She is saying something, but I can't understand her.
The darkness comes and I welcome it with open arms.
There you go - hope you like it. I'm always open to critizism, but please don't be mean. It is my first fanfiction. Please review...next chapter will follow soon.