information you must know before you read
Renesmee's mother, Bella, has died and Renesmee grows like a normal human but she will stop growing at the age of 18. she eats normal food but also drinks blood.
A Twilight Twist
Chapter 1
I saw a light flash across my face, it was almost like it had touched my skin leaving a tickle across my cheek, but it was gone in a flick of a second... There it was again on my door growing bigger and bigger. I quickly sat up on my bed, turning my head to see where the light was coming from, but there was nothing. There was no source to the light. Why was it here? What was happening? I let out a scream and suddenly the door opened and there was my father running in to come save me. 'What's wrong?' He asked quickly with shock, 'Nothing,' I answered, 'I just thought I saw something.'
'What was that about?' Alice called from the doorway.
'Nothing, it must have been a nightmare.' I said not sounding very convincing. The truth was I have seen this light before, but by the time it got to about a metre big I got scared and let out a scream and every night my father and Alice would come to my bedroom and ask me what was wrong. Everyone else used to come upstairs and check if I was ok too but I guess I've done it so much lately that they've just gotten used to it.
'Seriously, what is this all about? What's going on, Renesmee?' My father asked
I did not know how to answer, so I sat there for a while wondering what to say. but my conscience kept telling me to tell the truth. but I couldn't, would they think I was crazy. I guess I will never find out unless I tell them the truth.
'What was your nightmare?' Alice asked, I almost forgot she was there. it was like there was a pulling tugging me to tell the truth but I couldn't at least not now. so I had to lie.
'It was of Mom, getting attacked by wolves.' My father stuck his head down and walked off into another room. While Alice sat at the edge of my bed, 'Your Mom was a really close friend of mine, but she will always be watching you. We all miss her, she's probably watching you right now. You can't imagine how proud she would be of you right now. You can talk to me about it you know?'
'I know. Why doesn't Dad talk about her?'
'He's still having trouble processing it.'
'But it's been over fourteen years. It's like he doesn't care that she's gone.'
'Don't say that. He loved Your Mother. You will probably understand when your older.' Then in a flash she was gone. What did she mean I will understand when I'm older. I'm seventeen, I should understand now!
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