When Edward left me, it was like nothing I had felt before. It was like someone had died-like I had died. Was there anything in this world that would lift me out of my depression? I didn't think so.

Charlie wanted me to see a therapist. What good would that do if I couldn't tell the truth? If I wanted to be called crazy then I would go and tell the truth, but I couldn't do that. Besides I couldn't betray them like that could I? NO! If I did not only would I be called crazy but I would have betrayed the love of my life and even if he wasn't here I couldn't –no wouldn't-do that to him.

Time seemed to pass in a blur these days. I never paid attention to the date anymore. I walked around in a daze, only seeing enough to get to my classes and do the work. My friends were worried about me at first. I wouldn't call them back when they called and soon they stopped calling all together.

I started looking for things to do, but never found anything. While I was at the grocery store getting things for me and Charlie to eat tonight, I saw something that gave me a spark of hope. I had always been complimented on my voice and I had always been a good writer. They had flyers outside of the store, it said;

Looking for singing talent. Auditions held on November 11 at Forks High. 2:40 Pm. in the gymnasium. Be ready with your song and anything else you will need. Winners will get a record deal.

I grabbed one of the flyers and did my shopping. I rushed home to get dinner started for Charlie before he got home.

"Bella?" I heard Charlie call as he hung up his gun.

"Yeah, Dad. In here." I said as I rounded the corner clutching the paper in my right hand.

"Hey, Bells. What do you have there?"

"When I was at the store picking up things for dinner I saw one of these flyers. Do you want to see it? It's about an audition for a record deal."

"Sure kid. A record deal? Wow. I don't think I've ever heard you sing before."

"Well if you want you can come to the audition tomorrow."

"Yeah, I'd love to. I'll be there."

"Cool Dad. Dinners ready." I was pretty surprised that I was so happy about this. I never got happy about anything anymore.

I went up to my room to get started on writing the song I would perform at the audition tomorrow. So I sat at my desk and wrote the song. It wasn't really that hard, and if you thought hard enough I'd bet you could guess why. I don't know how I came up with the tune for the song but somehow I managed to.